"Even a baseball bat?" he quipped back.Tiffany's eyes widened as she pondered whether or not he was threatening her. "I'd take a cactus up my butt if ...t meant never getting fucked by you again," she decided to follow through with her adamant hatred of his cock."So ungrateful." He shook his head disappointedly. "Most little girls love to sit on their father's laps." With four layers of clothing in-between them!" Tiffany argued."I bet every father just dreams of sliding their little girl's. Carl sat down and tucked his legs underneath him as he leaned on thearmrest."I had gotten a mild case of laryngitis, and while I was wrappingFelicia?s gift, there was a knock on the door," Carl started. "I tried toexplain, but let?s just say those stylists weren?t the brightest bulbs onthe tree." That?s an understatement, Jonathan gave them the reaming of a lifetimewhen they finally got up here," Carly said. "And were you...?" Dressed in women?s clothing? Absolutely not! I?d never done. .. or something..." I was stammering my words slowly, trying to understand if he was serious or just pulling my leg."Train them?" the man laughed. "They're as trained as I need 'em, bitch. You're the one needs training and we're starting right now. Clothes off. Now."It was a command and I swallowed hard, wondering how I'd ended up in this mess, pretending I was some wacko's dog. But what was I going to do? I couldn't say no, or walk away, or argue with the guy. I didn't even know his name! I. He is excited and he spends some time rubbing the head of my cock. i have no clue what to do and then I guess I just let it go… why not. I groaned a bit (in my sleep) and shifted slightly so he had better access to my cock and snuggled down a bit feigning sleep. He slowed down, but did not remove his hand. Shortly after he started back up again and I could feel him get stiff as well. It was harder to move that hand without giving up the game, but i did move my fingers to the tip... it was.