"I'm thinking . . . that it's going to be really hard leaving you guys," I said. Saying it outloud hurt me more than simply thinking it in my heart. "... will miss you, Dad. I really will." I looked up at him and took a deep breath. "We've become so close during these trips of ours. I appreciate it." We can still do trips later on," Dad said—but smiled sadly. "You won't be that faraway. And of course we can always talk on the phone." True," I said. "Very true."We sat there in silence for a moment. I tell you to shut up and take it or it's going to hurt a lot worse. You beg me not to do it, and I raise my hand and bring it down so hard on that ass cheek that it marks it, marks it as mine. Pulling the ass cheeks apart I slide one finger in, all the way. You let out a moan and I push further telling you not to make any noise. You bury your face in the bed trying not to make a sound. Then I slide another in, you now have two fingers in that ass, I start twisting them to one side then the. “Say it.”“I… I’m wet, Master.”He didn’t speak again, and instead he busied himself with readying my body for what was to come. Just as he lined the tip of his shaft against my hole, just as I thought he would enter me, I felt one of his hands slide between my legs. His fingers teased at my clit, pinching it and rolling in small circles over it. My body reacted instinctually, of course, growing wetter and wetter with every action. My knees gave in multiple times, making me thankful for the desk. Her real beauty — and it's in overwhelming abundance — comes from the goodness she radiates from within. Looking into her eyes all I see is goodness and love."Ed just nodded and stuck out his tongue at his wife. "I told you," he said. "Vangie Bradley, you're a god-awful actress. You can't even play the part. Your goodness just shines through in spite of anything you say or do."Then to Bobbie he added, "Of course in bed this woman is utter perfection. You see, I love a woman who's nice and wet —.