”Her statement cuts deep and leaves me speechless for a moment. I take time to gather my thoughts and consider our entire conversation before I repl..., “Sara, I am moving forward. It may be slow, but I’m making progress.”She walks around the island and has a seat. Looks at me as she taps the stool beside her and says, “Take a load off, Dad.” As I lower myself onto the stool, she says, “Dad, you need companionship.”Without thinking I reply, “No Sara, I do not. And how am I preventing you from. The worst part is that not a single one of my desires has waned. Not one has become less intense, or less aggravating, in the past weeks regardless of any logic I have tried to force myself to acknowledge. I thought the dreams of him would cease if we ended things but I could not have been more wrong. The sensual ones are what haunt me the most and make me feel the most shameful. I have spent many hours reminising about all of the fantasies we used to play through, remembering all the ways his. All the while they continued to torment her, stroking her thighs and outer lips until a pool of liquid formed on the bed between her legs.Finally Kat stood back, holding up her phone as Kelly released Sara’s left hand from its restraint. The resulting video was one that Kat would watch many times, and share with all the other cheerleaders: the naked teacher, slick with sweat and juice, reaching down with her one free limb and masturbating furiously. Sara arched her back and her legs and right. WHAT IT EVOLVED INTO...A week later I needed another Asian handjob/massage but I had a new idea.I love being watched when I cum. Love it. And this time I had a plan.I knew a place that was known for having petite women working there, early 20's if not 19. Tiny women, tiny hands, small tight ass, tiny tits. I drove out to them.Sure enough, I had a petite one, maybe just 4 feet tall, A-cups, etc. Excellent massage. When I turned over, my cock was semi hard. She brushed my balls and whispered "you.