. well, Randy is a lot older than you are. He's not exactly a boy any more..." Peter Knight cleared his throat self-consciously.Oh, don't I know that ...e isn't a boy anymore!, Davie thought triumphantly to herself. He's a man... just like you are, Daddy!"And I'm not exactly a little girl any more, Daddy," she protested. "You have to realize that. I can't stand to be treated like a child. That's just the way Mother treats me, as I told you. I didn't think you were going to do the same..."She had. "Baby," he moaned as his fingers played with my tits, "your cunt is magnificent. So perfect. Can I explore with your ass?" I was too tired to say no, and I wouldn't have either way. When I nodded he through me over my desk and spread my legs, revealing my pink asshole. He walked into my bathroom, and walked out a moment later with some body oil, which he poured on his hands and smeared across my ass, letting it dribble down my hole. The oil was arousingly cold against my skin. He poked a few. ...We either have done it, or want to do it.My wife and I had put off re-decorating the bathroom and decided that it had to be done. We went through our budget and decided that our best course of action was to use paper on the walls. Now I would tackle any DIY job around the house but papering was never my forte. My wife's sister however was handy with papering so I decided to ask her if she would be willing to help. In exchange I would give her a full body massage in exchange whenever she. "Mmmmmm, you liked hearing that. I'm so glad. There's one more thing to wash and then you also need to wipe the top of the my chair. I seem to have left a puddle on it." I plopped the strapon rig into the sink and left for the bedroom.When he entered the bedroom, I was on the bed, wearing only my thigh-high sheer black stockings. The peak effects from the meat were past me, but now I was a bit nervous. There was still a visible side effect from my reaction. My skin was blotchy from my nipples.