I had no idea what was coming next, and there really wasn’t much more than a half step between us to begin with, but I stayed put as he removed his ...humb from my mouth and pressed his jeans up against me.The first thing I realized was that Daddy had something very hard in his pants, maybe in his pocket or something, but he was pressing it up against my face. He began using the hand that was on the back of my neck to hold me against him, and whatever was in his pants felt very warm. Daddy then. White is supposed to be for purity, yet here I am about to do the most eroticthing I have ever had done to me. I feel wicked just wearing white doingthis…When I came out of the bathroom you looked at me and smiled. “That looksincredible on you, lover,” you said. “But I want you naked.” Ohgod….thatsmile…so knowing, so erotic… Your hands reached for the bottom of thenightie and pulled it up off me. “Oh yes,” you said.. The entire stiff pole was a dark ebony. The underside had a ridge down the middle, and thick veins winding up to the apple-sized head. The ridge around the head flared beyond the shaft and sloped up to the smooth tip with a gaping slit. Between Marcus legs was his scrotum with two tangerine-sized balls. Jessica was awestruck by the size and stiffness of his extended black hose. She was incredulous, fearful and thrilled all at once."Wha'da ya think?" as if Marcus didn't know by looking at. Oneof his dearest sexual urges now centred on her own allure: that headymixture of feminine charm, perfume, persuasion, dominance andattractiveness that held such an irresistible appeal for the deeplyimpressionable 22-year-old. She toyed with his emotions."Tell Mumsy which knickers your Mistress has dressed you in, Phyllis."He nearly lowered his eyes again under a surge of shame. It wasn't solong ago that he would have been wearing men's boxers under a decentpair of men's trousers. He managed.