"I need to move me, and failing that, I need to move the suit, which you said I would be able to do eventually." Eventually," Bud repeated. "You're do...'t have the skill needed to do that safely yet. You are right though. Riding an object will not work due to the limitations you mention. We will have to start over and make a new suit."I heard some depression in Bud's voice. The audio that played through the suit while I wore it was not as nuanced as hearing his thoughts in my head, so the. Instinctively I put my index and middle finger into my very tight vagina, stretching it a little bit, and starting pulling them in and then out. Loud moans escaped my quivering lips, still using the vibrator and my fingers to masturbate, my moans got louder and louder, and my body began shaking intensely, until I felt this amazing wave of sexual pleasure go through my vagina and body.I laid there, thinking about my very first orgasm, and then I knew that this would be something I needed to. I load my bike in the back and I get inthe passenger seat of the truck, but I have to push school books out of myseat into the middle seat between us. In the floor of his truck is his gymbag with clothes stuffed and hanging out. Once I close the door, he says bythe way, I am Wes. We head out the parking lot and start towards myhouse. Wes said he sees me around the high school a lot. He asks what gradeI am in now. I tell him I am in 8th. He asks why I hang out at the highschool. I tell him how I. I shuddered and bit my bottom lip.“You want me to do this, don’t you, sweetheart?” he asked softly, still stroking my body with the cane.There was a slight moment of hesitation, but then my lust-crazed mind took over. “Yes, Daddy ... yes ... I want this,” I gasped. I was more than a little scared, but I also was extremely turned on. I felt incredibly submissive, and I was confident that my father would give me pleasure along with the pain.“I’m thinking ... five, sweetheart. How does that.