. it might be difficult to fit... you inside of me..." I say extremely nervous now. "Hush, it'll be fine," He reassures me and I can feel his dick gro... smaller somehow but still remain hard. I look down and see that I'm not imagining it, what I had been grinding on before, about the width of my entire body, is now shrunken down to a regular sized dick. "Do you want me to change my appearance in any way?" daddy asks. I think for a second. "U-um... c-can you... lactate?..." ask as I continue to. They talked of his travels, his interests, and his childhood growing up in the countryside of New York and going places like Coney Island and on cruises. It was not until they had been to the ice cream store, a walk along the ocean front and he had returned to her store, that he realized he had gotten no answers about her life or history. The next morning he set off to do that by calling on a favorite friend of his, Peter Duggan, a private investigator. Pete was thrilled his old friend had. The order got her moving. She bent over so her tits could hang and the short skirt could ride up her ass. ?The classical look , huh? ? was the comment. ?It does not work anymore?. The young man seemed to be barely out of high school. ?Strip?, came the command. It was then that 3245 made her mistake. ?I thought...? the words escaped her mouth and she stopped. The main photographer looked up ?Yes, Mrs. Einstein, do tell us what you think?. ?I am really sorry sir...I am just a dumb whore?. What. I looked at her, smiled, and shrugged my shoulders as if to imply “So what!” I felt his hand plunge down the front of my mini skirt under my thong and start working my clit. This dude was great with his hands. I was totally into it. I let him pull my thong out of my crack and to the side. The head of his cock pressing hard against his pants seemed to practically be begging to get inside me. As his excitement grew his thrusts became more urgent and forceful. He wrapped one arm around my waist.