He got that from his Daddy. His Daddy was a real hell-raiser. That man could hold his drink better than anyone I purely knew.But this tale is not abou... his Daddy. This story is about Otis and that poor sweet Ida Mae. You know, Big Tom Stewart's little girl from the Corners over on County-line road. She is such a lovely chile and only sweet sixteen. A real babe in arms, you might say.I will tell you up front.Yes, she did get pregnant.Yes, it was Otis who was the Father.Yes, her Father did kick. Carefully pointing her toe and pulling thesilkiness up her leg, then smoothing out the stay up top. She repeatedthe same process with the other leg when Ms. Dunterbaum came out of thecloset with a pair of shoes in her hands."Oh very nice, I think I have the perfect pair. Size nine right?" Ms.Dunterbaum said smiling.In her hands she had a black pair of closed toe sandals with an anklestrap and four inch heel. The effect was a pump look with open sides anda strap just at the top of the foot. . My heart skipped a beat."Yes," I said hurriedly.I felt her pelvis shift again, and felt the plastic base of the butt plug bash against my teeth.I understood what wasrequired, and grasped the plug with my mouth.I held firm as she tugged upwards, and there was a jerk as she separated from the toy.She got up fromthe bed, and removed it from my mouth.She swung herself onto the bed again, and her body was on top of mine.Her hard nipples bumped against mineand we both drew in breath.Her hand was on. Do you think I have nice tits?" She asked, still smiling. I was still flabbergasted at this entire situation. I studdered, "Uh, um...yes, they are nice," I managed to say. Just then she lifted her t-shirt, exposing her perfectly formed tits. She cupped one in her hand and squeezed her already rock hard nipple. "What about close up?" She teased. I noticed that she didn't have any panties on. She rested her shirt above her tits and all I could do was stare. I was speechless. My cock was hard as a.