Would you like that?? There was no need to ask twice. That was an offer that I could not refuse. Then Miss Eve through in a kicker. ?Very well then, I...will be your guest for the weekend, but you must be a good little boy until then.? Yes I’ll be a good little boy, I’ll do anything you want, how can I please you, whatever will make you happy. ?I know,? said Miss Eve ?how a little boy’s penis gets hard, and the little boy likes to stroke it and ejaculate. Well, my good little boy,? said Miss. I can't understand why Mom would not want that." Oh Jesus, Cass. I'm so sorry. I swear it will never happen again. Just don't tell your mother." I have no intention of telling Mom. But, as for it never happening again..." Her hand went to my crotch, surrounding my flaccid cock, pulling on it. It responded almost instantly. She leaned into me, her mouth next to my ear, whispering, "Best sex I ever had, Daddy. And I want more." You what? Cass, we can't. You're my daughter, for chrissake." I'm not. This time you start to cry a little. I feel a little bad that I have hurt my little angel so I slowly rub your ass and move my hand between your thighs and feel that your pussy is so wet your panties are damp. I pull them to the side and caress your swollen labia and feel you erect clit. As my finger passes over it you shudder and moan. I tell you, "This is not pleasure, it is punishment and you are not allowed to make any sounds or cum until I tell you it is okay." I have you stand up and. But it won't. You saw how easily my finger went in with oil on it.''Yes.' I protested. 'But that was a finger, not your bloody great dick.''Thanks for the compliment.' He chuckled, rubbing more oil into himself. 'But it isn't that big.'I giggled, I couldn't help it. Perhaps it was nerves. 'It isn't that small either.''Now, can you get on all fours?' He was ready even if I wasn't.I hesitated, but then I complied. I knew I would, it was just a question of raising the courage. 'Promise you'll stop.