He stood just six feet tall. He was in his mid thirties, about six years older than the girl sitting on his bed. He had dark brown hair, flecked with ...he first signs of gray, brown eyes, a strong looking nose and chin, and a small scar on his right cheek. He’d done nothing particularly brave or dangerous to acquire the scar. It had occurred when he was a teenager playing baseball. He was the team’s catcher, and an errant pitch had jammed the catcher’s mask into his face causing the scar. As. He had even used his magic to locate the water, but he didn’t tell the others this. He had decided he loved being a magician. He had no bloody idea how or why the spells worked, just that they did.He happily flipped back the blanket and let Carol crawl over him. She stopped on the way, and he sighed happily when her hot little mouth engulfed his rock hard cock. He groaned appreciatively as she warmed DJ up. He was more than happy to be petted, licked and sucked on.She didn’t play long and was. .. But Daddy... I dreamed of him last night.”“Why don't you find your father, take him to the nursery—no one should be in there—and tell him how you feel. I'm sure he'll be thrilled.” Mom had this smile. “He likes it when I pretend to be your age. I put my hair in pigtails to look like you.”This giddy thrill ran through me. I don't know why I thought this was wrong. Mom's words in the bathroom must have been just what I needed. I glanced around and saw Dad with Dusk sitting down to eat. She was. She admired his toned chest and ripped arms. She also noticed that he was still holding her bra clutched in his left hand. Just then she saw him hold the bra up to his nose and take a whiff, before tossing the bra back into her gym bag.Damien walked over to the middle shower and turned it on. Jessica had to kneel down further now to prevent being seen. She leaned out ever so slightly so that she could see him. Damien held his hand under the shower and waited for the temperature to be just.