Do you want this? I didn't answer at first. He lightly smacked my face with it. Do you slut? Tell daddy. I said, yes daddy, I want it. He said where d... you want it? I pointed to my tushy. He said, in your boypussy? I said yes Sir, in my pussy sir. He slid it in. Easy until it fitted. He then sat down and told me to bend over his lap. I did. He was sliding his hands over me. He said, you are so smooth. I take it you shave? I said yes daddy. He said, all girls do. You do like daddy doing this to. She laughed too and closing her book, raised herself from the table and stood fingering her hair in the mirror above the mantelpiece. Dan returned bearing a small round tray with drinks. She turned taking the glass of sherry and sipped it looking him in the eye. " That's nice Dan." Dan took-in the vision before him; her confidence her sensuality her effervescence and took a sip of his own drink. " Cheers young lady!" He said to her. Her giggle was the nicest sound Dan had ever heard. Jan. You would think that a seventeen-year-old girl would have learned to be considerate of other people. I was a fourteen-year-old boy, and I knew that we both needed to use the shower in the morning. Whenever I got to the shower first, I made it quick so there would be plenty of hot water for her after me. But Shelly always stayed in until the water ran cold, whether I had showered first or not. Shelly loved anything to do with water, and once she was in the shower, no amount of pounding on. We all have a lifetime of learned visual cues, whether or not we consciously realize it. Even breathing. If someone breathes perfectly evenly and regularly all the time, it seems odd, even if an observer only recognizes it subconsciously.”She continued to masturbate me to full hardness, neither of us looking at her hand or talking about it. When she judged that I was fully erect, she stood up, reached under her skirt, and pulled off her panties. Then she carefully sat down directly on my lap,.