”“Yes of course it is darling.” oOoHenry wanted to be humiliated. Not too difficult, but not too exciting either, for me that is, and it require... concentration. He seemed to enjoy it, and could he recommend my services, it seemed he had several friends although their requirements varied. I handed him my card as he left. oOoThursday morning I checked the ‘stickiness’ of the glue fixing the Hip and Bustlet to my skin and found it had released, so I went ahead and gently removed it. There was no. He started working on my boots, and I told him why I was in town. I also told him I didn't expect him to believe me, but I had somebody with me he would believe if he would meet me after dark someplace where we could talk. He told me of a place, and we agreed to meet there after it got dark. I paid him a dime, which was double his usual fee for cleaning boots, so he walked away happy. I finished my beer and went back to camp.At the camp, I told them what had happened and we made arrangements to. She abruptly glanced up from her blank laptop screen, greeted with the sight of a freshly showered and shirtless boyfriend. She blinked hard, allowing her eyes to adjust back to the non-pixelated world. She leaned back against the headboard of her bed and scrunched her straightened legs into a basket, carefully balancing her pride and joy on her knees. "I think I have writer's block", she whined, petting out her bottom lip at him. "Aww. Poor baby" he replied, jutting out his bottom lip in a. Gwen knew exactly what to say to get her Daddy excited. “Yes, Daddy. I was bad and I didn’t listen to you. I’m so sorry. I love you and I won’t do it again. Please don’t put your thing in my butt,” she pleaded with a whiny voice. He loved that. “It’s too late for that, sweetie. Daddy is going to teach you to be good.” Gary pushed his cock at Gwen’s tiny asshole and looked at the grimace on her face. She knew better than to look away but couldn’t hide the pain she was feeling. Her father’s.