Do it for me....make me your girl," she begged as my body tensed and her hand raced along my cock. She was pounding my shaft for all I was worth, her ...ingers now grabbing my balls as I uttered moans and groans of indescribable pleasure."Oh honey, yes......you are going to make me cum," I cried as my climax roared. "You are making daddy cummmmmm!!!!!!"The only support I had was my arms in front of my as my cock erupted like a volcano, and my cum splattered all over the shower wall. Enmy groaned. To even think the word I gives me a strange feeling in the marrow of my bones. It was years ago you see, that my humanity was taken from me. I surrendered in a way that seems logical by definition in its demand that I no longer refer to myself, or even think of myself as, a person. Since I am now an object, chattel of limited value, an animal, I think of myself as an it a thing to be used, or not, by my owners or their agents. By the end of this sentence, I will no longer refer to myself as. Now you know that I won't freak out on you, will you tell me? If I can take lying here having a conversation with my favourite stuffed animal don't you think I can take what else you might have to explain?"Robbie sighed. He decided she was right and that he might as well take the chance and get everything out in the open. Besides, he was really not comfortable deceiving people. He was naturally inclined to be honest. So he thought he would share everything, despite the fact that he was ashamed. While Amy was talking Tom had a chance to look at Amy and he liked what he saw. She was wearing a black square neckline three inch above the knee sleeveless dress. She had the same delicious figure that he observed on her mother. What was a little tantalizing were the tops of her breasts which had a nice little jiggle as they walked to his car.On the drive to the restaurant Tom asked Amy about her father? Amy said that her father had been a fireman and that he and another firemen were killed.