His cock was bigger and thicker than dad’s and it took a long time for me to adjust to his size. Dan always left me happy and satisfied but sore som...times. When I got home daddy would lick my little pussy bathing it with his tongue. That always made it fell better.We were now tying me to something every time I visited Dan. He would tie me down and stand there looking at me. He always told me my body was perfect and he loved to look at it, touch it, and enjoy it while I was helpless. It was. When Id cleaned up I thought to my self there could be a lot of mileage in this and thought up a plan, basically what I was gonna do was put a new video up every week in the hope Sheryl would watch it and record her watching it so I could have my own personal "wank bank" of Sheryl "enjoying herself" .That weekend I had a girl I know round called Candy she was a lass I had been with many times nothing serious just a physical relationship I seduced her slowly in front of the camera on my desk. ”, I started.“I knew your name before you got on the bus this morning”.“But... how...?”“My mom is the bus driver!” She laughed as she looked at the surprise on my face. It occurred to me then that I hadn't really looked at my fellow bus passengers that morning. I had slipped into the first open spot I could and had not looked around or in back of me the whole ride. I had been in a bit of a daze, worrying about all the things a first-time bus rider would worry about on the way to his first day. They talked first about Phil's two years in the Peace Corps, then about her own life. Melinda found herself opening to the young man, enjoying the attention he gave freely and the interest he offered. They danced, holding each other closely while a three-piece combo played soft, slow romantic tunes."Now," Phil eventually said. "I promised you a movie." I'd rather not," Melinda said. "If you don't mind. To be honest, I'd much rather get you in bed and..." Enough said," he grinned widely..