He was fucking her.... It was huge, and seemed like it was swelling up bigger as he was moaning and humping... he kind of bumped her around, but she w...apped her legs around him and hung on with her legs like riding him upside down.... AS he was humping his big cock deep inside her, she was thinking that this was too good, she must surely be dreaming. She never though sex could be this good. Just think about having a huge hot cock ramming deeper than ever before in you... It was so hot and so. "Have you had another hottie in here with my dad?" Sort of," she giggled, "those pretty panties are your daddy's! He's sucha dirty sissy, he likes nothing more than to get dolled up in girlylingerie while he sucks cock just like a real slut."I couldn't help myself. I got up from the bed and walked over to pick upthe pretty satin lingerie and examine it. Leah laughed again."Wow, you've just gotta be just like your sissy daddy, don't you baby?"she said. "Well, why don't you put them on?"I quickly. . Master, can we go back home? I need you to do something for me." What?" Yes, I'm stupid."I have an itch I need scratched..."Okay, I thought that I'd gotten enough sex today, but she's pretty good at the mental imagery. Enemas are pretty disgusting, but the rest of it ... I pulled into a gas station parking lot. "No! I'm still pissed that you keep questioning me. Blow me, bitch!" while I opened my pants. That ended the conversation pretty well. I didn't want to talk, and she couldn't.It wasn't. Applicant must be trim, personable, outgoing, and willing to please. Special dress code required. Excellent tips."On a whim I dialed the number and a Mr. Benson answered. His voice was low and well modulated a voice that inspired trust. He explained to my great joy that the job did not involve any office work."You will be dealing with live people here, not lifeless pieces of paper," Mr. Benson told me. Your personality, your willingness to please, your sexy looks, that is what your customers.