Maybe he knew what he and I both wanted and needed all along. I would suck him off and swallow unless he wanted to give me a facial. Or to be honest, ... would almost beg him for it. Feeling his warm, wonderful jizz splash against my face, it’s thick, silky texture clinging to and dripping down my chin, made me feel so sexy and fulfilled. I loved it, I needed it. To erase any doubt, sometimes I would even thank him for it. Shamelessly, his sissy cock lover. He never touched me, but I was fine. Or at you, as the case may be. I takes a specific kind of person, I guess, to experience this odd sensation. I know people who would choose a few words from their endless vocabulary of curses and tell them, in no kind terms, that they wish to be left alone. Not me. Then there’s people who blend into this kind of crowd. Genuinly nice. Also not me. Me, I’m out of place. Pretty much everywhere. And not many see this, simply because nobody really wants to think someone doesn’t have a place to fit. Eric tells me: You make me hard as a bull. Just looking at your mouth, I want to put my penis in it. Suddenly, he opens his pants to show me his penisThe elevator arrives on another floor (5th), he knows it stuck behind me to press me against the metal doors, I press the emergency stop button, drop my bag and he rubs his big hard cock on my beautiful round ass ...!I struggle, he keeps me firmly glued to the elevator doors, he slides his penis between my buttocks and pushes it into my anus.I. ..was it...MY OWN DAUGHTER??? I clinch my fist and curse for allowing myself to possibly fall in love with my own daughter's cotton covered crotch. This is so wrong. All of it. Whether it's her cotton panties or her friend's I was still watching these young girls with horrible lust. So so very wrong! And what if it was my daughter's pink panties that I was drooling over? How could I think that way about my own daughter? I mean dreaming of running my fingers up and down her legs, and bowing down.