It was obvious they were unsure if I had actually asked what it sounded like I had. So I repeated the question. Have you ever kissed each other? I ask...d again. Realizing they had indeed heard me correctly, they let shock wash over them. No! they said as one. Their voices were filled with repulsion, but their expressions betrayed their true feelings. I smiled. But have you ever fantasized about it? There was a brief silence before they once again let fly a resounding No! But that was not about. Interviewer: What did you do?I laughed.Me: Well, I cried. I guess it is still natural. But, I enjoyed it. The first memory I have is getting spanked. Then, spanking myself. Sadly, it didn't really hurt. Not like it did when my dad spanked me.Interviewer: That is...strange.Me: Well, you wouldn't be here, interviewing me, if I was normal, now would you?He shook his head no.Interviewer: So, you, reacted...differently to being spanked.Me: Not just to being spanked. It was, well,. His voice continued tosooth me and I was drawn to it like a starving animal."Oh sweetie, I'll always be here for you. Your suffering will always befor me, and I will always love you for it."As he said those words again, I knew in my deepest heart that I did lovehim, completely and forever, why shouldn't I? I was beginning to seethat I really had very little common sense or direction in the worldwithout him, but with him...I was safe, happy, useful, content...evenblissful. I am his woman, his. Slowly she pulled down his loose sweat pants and was happy to discover her daddy wasn't wearing any underware. She gently held his soft penis in her hand and admired it. She leaned in and gave it a soft kiss, then another, and soon she was running her tongue over it. Her daddy stirred and he opened his eyes, still half asleep. Kelly's mouth went down on his stiffening manhood and he groaned as he felt a wonderful warm sucking sensation in his lap. It only took dad a few seconds to realize he.