You know I would jump through this screen if I could. Tom enjoyed their banter, he really did. But he also felt the frustration of knowing that they...would never actually do the things that were so often talked about. He pictured in his mind an image of Paisley on her bed in a nightshirt sipping coffee. The shirt was pulled up to reveal a smooth pair of lips, glistening and swollen. Her free hand was rubbing the swollen clit slowly. Paisley's eyes were closed and the coffee cup placed on. "She looks to be a tender one, for sure!" He scampered across the rug and leaped nakedly onto the bed, kneeling down beside Melanie's thighs. "Hello there," he said casually. "My name is Arnold Dinsdale."Melanie had been unable to see him because of the blinding glare of the floodlamps, but now her eyes adjusted and she stared in horror at the roughly handsome face of this strange man. His features were sharp and definite, a straight nose, squarish cheekbones, and deep-set dark eyes protected. Then I popped the question, but before I could get a word out of my mouth Dawn said “the guest bedroom is all set up” let’s go shall we”. We hopped in bed as Dawn sucked my cock to get it nice and hard. Then she stopped sucking and said “ the lube and condoms are in the nightstand, use plenty of lube and be gentle with me at first, until I get used to your cock inside me”. With that she lay on her side and exposed her fine ass to me. I grabbed Dawn’s hips and positioned her on her stomach. I feel that my staging of the event in the shop was quite good. First of I asked the sales lady to bring me at least five different pairs of running shoes. Daddy just gave me one of those smiles that men give to women when we do silly stuff. Sitting down on a chair I put one foot on the typical shoe shop footstool in front of me. It was me who took of my old shoe and fitted the first of one of the new pairs the lady has put down next to me. “Please tie the shoe for me Daddy”, I asked in a.