"Thank you, Daddy!," she squealed and she came over and hugged me tightly, pressing her face against my chest. "You're welcome, Princess. Now let me g...t dressed so I can get your clothes from next door." I got dressed and retrieved the clothes, a pair of shorts and T-shirt and a pair of white cotton panties. She asked if we needed a bra and I said, "I think we can get by until we go to the store, for now. I'll have Stephanie wash these up and bring them back later. Thank you so much." I. ." You want to do what, Mum?" God forgive me, but the word whore seems to excite me. Not all the time, obviously. But as sex talk, yes. Even the word slut gets me excited, to be honest. So, what about you?" Er, well, um... yes, both those words seem to make my cock all excited. I've heard those words before." I've never used them, apart from a few moments ago. So where did you hear them before this?" One of my friends in school." Oh, okay. But you've never told him about us?" No way Mum". We. She looked up at Dick Warden with an impish gaze, then let that gaze slide down to his cock and balls, making the visual suggestion obvious. Having fucked and sucked with his hounds, she certainly owed the man a crack at her. And, anyhow, that was no hardship. His big cock looked delightful.Dick, grinning happily, knelt down beside her. Linda folded one hand around his cockshaft, holding the long fuckrod by the root, loving the way it throbbed in her palm. His fucker was so thick that she could. Billy was in the bathroom playing his new game--the game that had almost overnight become his favorite pastime. It felt so good when he played with himself, so good that he saw no reason not to do it often. And though he felt a vague guilt afterwards, he pushed it aside, for he felt too good while he was doing it to ever give it up.The boys at school had made jokes about his "jerking off", but they didn't make sense to Billy. What it had to do with "fucking" and "balling" and "screwing chicks",.