Saying you want Daddies cock inside you? He said it like it was a question but I could tell he wasn’t really expecting an answer. Except I gave him ...ne anyway. I said yea Daddy, I want your penis inside me, I want to feel everything. Daddy said “you want to feel me squirt?” I couldn’t help it. I immediately said “God yes, I want to feel you squirt it inside of me”Daddy suddenly spun around, Mr Smiggles went flying off the bed. Daddy positioned me facing the pillows now, only he was behind me. I. "Are you staring?"She jolted me out of my reverie. I grinned. "Nope." I think you were," Weather said laughingly, moving her rear in a rather hypnotic way. "You were staring at my butt, weren't you?"She hadn't even turned her head. How the hell did she even know I was there? "Was not," I denied, smiling broadly. I wondered how shocked the neighbours might get if I took her from behind, just like she was, leaning forward on the wall. Damn. "Want breakfast?" Yup! I'm hungry. I used up too much. Sometimes, Theresa's critiques were more teasing and playful. Shefrequently told me that she could do it better, to which I would respondthat if that was so, she was welcome to do it herself.Throughout it all, however, I managed to keep my ears and eyes open.Looking at everything I could get my hands on, and listening in on everyconversation I could hear, I tried to steal every bit of information Icould. It was the only thing that kept me sane. Still, although Iaccumulated a wealth of. On the 5th I did go home for lunch which I always did if I was somewhat close by. I decided to check to see if that bunch of strings were at home or if they were gone,and I felt my anger boiling over again as I headed back to my job site. I got home just before 8pm to a empty house. I called the wife's cell and got her voicemail, so I just hung up and tried to look up her boss's house number, but it wasn't listed. So I said fuck it had a shower and some leftovers before heading for bed. By now.