Hell he even considered the notion that Katie would be coming back for more.Slowly walking downstairs, a little scared to face her father now knowing ...f he would be as willing as her Katie tip toes down the stairs seeing her father sitting on the couch slowly slipping on a beer. His tie already loosened deeply invested in though she could tell he didn’t even really care what was on tv. Creeping up behind him still in her robe sliding her hands onto his shoulders.“Hey daddy, missed you” Katie. ” Sandy’s face lit up. “Oh yeah? And what were you saying?” “Well, Charlie said he’d seen you a couple of times after he got back from his trip, but you had acted kind of cold. He didn’t know about our, quote, practicing, and chalked it up to the family splitting and things just not being the same.” “You think he was guessing anything?” “Nah. You and I had pretty much gone our separate ways. In fact that’s why it came up.” “What? What came up?” “He was still interested in you, talking about the. Electricity shot through me, jolts of excitement rushed through me. It was sensual and sexual. The man pulled his finger back back and d****d his hanging balls and cock through the hole in the wall. In the soft, flickering light of the video screen, I looked lustfully at his manhood. So beautiful. Ever since I had seen a “Playgirl” magazine at such a young age, I lusted after soft, hanging cocks. The pictures had awaken urges and desires in me. I just found them beautiful. I didn’t even. Yet another selfish thing that shows how horrible I can actually be. But, Dear Diary, I promised you cheerful didn't I? Well, you'll be glad to know that a silver lining has shone through the clouds in an unexpected, delicate form with a fantastic accent that sends shivers down my spine. She has been a pleasant distraction with her sardonic sense of humor and voluptuous figure. We've spent countless hours these past weeks enjoying each other’s company, in addition to a lot of sexual.