His long hair with that fresh out of bed look, shirt off just sitting there.)He gently whispered it ok beautiful just lay back and relax. I saw you wa...ching me last night whilst you gently moaned with pleasure. (I went pink when he said this) and I’m here to make you scream.I laid back into the soft comfort of my sleeping bag as he placed his hands on my hips gently flipping me onto my stomach. He started pouring oil on my back in a fine drizzle, he then started massaging my shoulder. He rubbed. Do you know what a collar symbolizes?”Daisy thought for awhile about what she had learned on the internet. “Ownership Daddy?”“Yes, little slut. You now have a Daddy who owns you and cares about you and will always look after you. I want you to get on your knees in front of the cam and put on the collar. I want you to wear it whenever you’re alone including when you’re sleeping.”“He called her a little slut” she thought. “The feminist trained part of her thought that she should be offended. But. ” He said.“You’re just saying that to be nice.” I replied in a low whisper, blushing at the thought. “No I’m not Tara. I would love to kiss you. You have beautiful lips, I know what boys like. I was a boy once. Even a grown man like me would love to kiss those lips.”His words went through me like lightening. I looked over at him, leaning back, his shirt taught across his hard chest as he took a swig of beer. Would a man like him kiss someone like me? He was much older and I’d never thought of. “Not long enough I think. It still worries me then you say things like that,” I smiled. “Jack is such an amazing child, and my body is screaming for motherhood.” I wasn’t surprised by Ness’ revelation, it had taken me an age to conceive, and I had become desperate. “So?” I asked trying to sound as if I didn’t know what was coming next. “Cathy, can I use Justin as a sperm donor? Eileen and I so want a child.” “Well I know Justin wouldn’t mind, to say he lusts after you would be an.