"Yes Aunty Pam, I did" I responded looking a little embarrassed. Daddy saw my embarrassment and put his hand on my knee. It was such a comforting touc.... Daddy knew how to look after his little girl. He had looked after me from the age of 15 and he knew when I was hurt or just needed some comforting. As Daddies go, he was the best."The next party will be at my house," Aunty Pam stated. "Will you be coming, Becci?" she asked me."Yes, I think so," I replied. "Depends if I'm back in university or. " I reinforced that more soothing thoughts, and he settled back on the bed, still troubled but much less agitated.I didn't know exactly what to say... how to begin offering Sam the chance to live his heart's desire. I could just change him and be done with it, but... I wanted this to be something he chose for himself, rather than have it forced upon him. At least that much I could do in the spirit of being his friend."Sam... do you believe in magic?" I blurted out.He looked at me curiously from. Everything smashed onto the flaw, and Peppys eyes darted toward Leeroy, perhaps thinking that he was playing the flute on the coffee table as he usually did at nights. Not this time. Leeroy stood there detaching a leg from the coffee table, and peppy being an animal who couldn't think at all, decided this meant she should roll onto her belly preparing to be force-fucked with a coffee table leg by Leeroy because thats what this sex story is about. Leeroy obliged, and brought the coffee table leg. I also like your taste, knowing I’m swallowing down part of you, tasting a really personal part of you. It’s really dirty, and really intimate.”Tracy would have probably left it at that, but Mel pushed on. “OK, so why didn’t you lick up what spilled on my stomach?” Tracy snorted and said, “You like it so much, you lick it up.” Mel apologized, but Tracy then replied, “It’s one thing to swallow the cum in the middle of an ejaculation, but it’s totally different when it’s just lying there, like.