Again, Michelle told me, "I love you dad." Even though it at times sounds trite, I smiled at her brightly lit face and answered her, "I love you too M...ckey!" Come on you two," Lindie said. "We have to get this van emptied!"As I stepped from the van I felt a blank look fade across my face. It wasn't until that brief statement from her that I realized two things. The first was I had no idea where we would put all of my stuff, meager as it was. The second thought blew me away. "Lindie and I are. She was the one laughing at my little cock compared to his monster cock and she was the one in control. I began to realize that I found the idea of submitting much more exciting than I did the idea of being in control. This became the only kind of porn I would look for. Stories of wives that loved humiliating their husbands and fucked men in front of them became my mainstay. I found that the more humiliated the man was the more excited I became. Over time I discovered cream pies and all I could. There we go, it does fit you after all, good job you are small. A fullharness for a pretty child's safety. Now don't look like that, I knowthe crotch strap pulls up your skirt and petties, showing your rumbapanties, but I am sure no one will be bothering about a big baby likeyou. Stop tugging at the buckles, they are baby proof and you wont getthem undone with those padded mittens. I know its all pink, what elsewould my little daughter want.Now don't go away whilst Mummy goes and gets her. I got the room and prepared myself for the thrill of first time male sex. I was so nervous and a little scared. Would I like it? Would I get freaked out? Would he bail on me? So, I prepared myself like a good girl who wanted to be fucked. I wore a white lacy teddy and matching panties. I wore white thigh highs and some sexy heels. I opted for a wig as it just seemed more girly. I topped it off with some bright red lipstick that I hoped to smear on his hard cock later. I felt so.