She took that on one finger and used it to rub maddening circles over the edges of my corona and frenulum. My penis jerked in response, and I saw a sm...le cross her face when I chanced another look at her. After another few minutes of this slow torture, she changed the game again. Her thumb and first couple of fingers formed into a circle, wrapping my penis just behind the head. She started a slow jerking motion, pulling forward over the crown, and then sliding backward an inch or so, rubbing. "Thought that was where the problem is," he said. "You're very tense - the whole area on that side is clenched up. I'll just need some massage oil." He stood up from the bed, and I heard him rummaging in a drawer. "It'll probably take a couple of sessions to clear this up. You might feel worse after today but that's a good sign, it'll show the muscles are starting to relax again."I heard him rubbing his hands together, coating them with oil, and then they were on my back again, gently massaging. . Sitting back down she said that she thought that she had, had enough! Mr. Nice guy offered to give her a ride home since her friend hadn't showed up... and she accepted! She was a little tipsy when they left and he had his arm around her to help steady her as they walked to the door. His hand gripped her waist a little stronger than "I thought" necessary... but then he was trying to get a cheap "feel" out of it too because his fingers stretched out around her stomach below her breasts and it. She could see him responding to each touch and she loved the way it made her feel.When she undid the last button, she pulled his shirt out of his pants and gently tugged it off him. He was amazing. His broad shoulders tapered to a flat stomach and rock hard abs that any guy in her school would envy.“Daddy, I think you were right,” she said as her hands reached for his belt and had it off in one quick motion. “I think I am just a little slut who needs to be fucked.” For a second he didn’t move.