But, while on the living room couch, giving her toe pokes, urging her, “Come on, tell,” she refused, a smirk on her pretty face.“Stop poking me,...Dad.”“Come on, honey. I’m dying here,” I pleaded with another poke in her side.“No.”“Sia, honey, have some compassion. Tell me,” I tried yet again, giving her a hard poke.“Stop!” she laughed, kicking her leg out in retaliation.Pain exploded in my groin, a white-hot lance of breath-stealing agony. Breathing stopped as I curled into a ball grasping my. I mean, I know we just met today, but I feel an understanding in you. It’s like, you know, you see how I choose to live, and yet you don’t judge me. I’d really like it if we could be friends. I don’t know how much freedom Daddy will grant me for that, but I’d really like to get to know you better. Maybe do some things together, you know, like girlfriends do." Shawna didn’t know how to respond, really. She had accepted the invitation to dinner because she didn’t want to dis’ her customer and. I told them that my training program called for me to use free weights for my bench press, but that I didn’t have anyone to spot me. Well, they all volunteered before I could ask them, and we headed downstairs. I went first (after all I had asked them to spot me) while one of the guys spotted me and the other two stood down by my feet and tried to look up my baggy shorts. Of course, I made it easy for them. As I pumped my weights, I couldn’t help but notice that my spotter had an erection, and. He could see tears coming out of her eyes and he felt pussy juice covering his cock. The feeling was better than anything he had ever felt, ten times better than any sex he had ever had. She still struggled and tried to get free, but she was completely powerless, he could easily hold down both her arms with one of his hands.He started to fuck her faster and rammed her pussy very hard. He did not cum, as he had ejaculated only minutes ago in his home and was still building up another.