“Thank you, kind Sir,” she said with a bashful smile as I led her into the bedroom.Once in the theatre of passion we clung together and kissed fer...ciously. I don’t know how long it had been for her, but she was determined to make the most of this opportunity. She wrenched off her sweater and shirt, then her little white bra, before starting on me. Within seconds she was on her knees, sucking my cock and looking up at me with mischief in her eyes.“See? You are quite lively,” she said. “Or he is,. My nipples were hard and sticking up straight. My clit was hard and sticking up also. My cunt was wet for the taking and my Daddy took care of me well. He used a vibrator on my clit and continued spanking my ass periodically. He would slip the small vibrator into my well lubricated cunt and then go back to my clit and rub around it. All the while, talking dirty to me, this turns me on to no end."Does Daddy's little slut like being spanked? Do you like the way your legs are spread open wide for. I couldn’t pick out any little Imp footprints. When I pointed it out to Sherry, she got all excited about it.“See,” she said, “I knew you weren’t making it up!”“All this proves is that I was here. There’s no sign of the little woman.”“Well that’s no surprise, is it? She told you she didn’t have any real substance didn’t she? So how could she leave foot prints?”“Yeah, but if she was all air, how could I have felt her touching me? There had to be something physical about her.”She ignored that. He must have found the magazine and started looking at it. John could envision Nick looking at the magazine and then taking off his clothes and jockstrap standing naked in John's room stroking his cock. I must have scared him when he heard me coming up the stairs John thought. Nick was in his room and realized he ran out of his father's bedroom with the magazine in his hand and left his jock in the room. Oh God! What will Dad think if he finds my jock? And if he sees his magazine gone he's.