Then I spotted this one last night after Evan had gone to sleep. It took me a while to read it and... and then I... well, I needed some help. I starte... to call you then but... oh, my gosh, daddy. Come read over my shoulder."I lay in bed trying to turn my mind off so I could get to sleep, but not being successful. If I could have written life's script, this is not how it would go.Here I was, a 51 year old man, finally having sold my self-made machine shop and its two patents for enough money to. The street light outside her window illuminates it just enough for her to make out shadows and shapes of her furniture. There seems to not be anything out of the ordinary.Slowly, she pulls the sheets from her body and slides her feet over the edge of the bed to hang slightly before pressing her toes into the soft carpet. She lets out a sigh, feeling foolish for thinking that she wasn’t alone in the room. She can’t recall having a nightmare, but of course like many of her dreams, they are. I laugh. ‘That’s all you got?’ I say. ‘If you can survive without cumming, then you can make love to me. But you won’t, dear. Trust me.’ I am almost all the way in now. He moans like a woman. I love that about him. I love how he moans. His usually masculine voice somehow reaches a higher pitch when I am doing him, and he becomes so soft and gentle. I begin to pump away now that he is loose and compliant. He is my little bitch now. I just love it. I own him. I do love him. I love how he is so. What would you make me do?Make me perform oral sex on you until you did cum either by me kneeling in front of you or you sitting on my faceMasturbate yourself and make him watchTell him to leave the room while you made yourself cumMake me finger you Get a toy and complete the job yourselfSuppose we had made love and you had orgasmed and I did not or for some reason could not orgasmWhat would you do?Masturbate me till I didSuck me till I didSend me to the bathroomRoll over and go to sleep and.