She had slender, delicate arms and hands that waved in the air as if floating on ocean currents and paused to frame her pretty face.At the moment when...she finally slipped off the top and bared her full D-cups to view, capped by volcanic pale pink nipples, I felt like spewing in my pants. But I held myself together and had to stop and take a big gulp from my drink to settle my nerves. And then she was done.A few minutes later, Kevin and I were on our fourth round of drinks watching the latest. He replied baby I wanna suck them right now. I spread my legs wipe open and send him a picture of my pussy saying It’s your daddy, waiting for you to come home. That’s one of the craziest I did in my life but it’s fun, makes me horny. It was Friday, he comes back home early every Friday. I was thinking about what we gonna do when he comes back and in the weekend. Later on in the evening, he came back from work. I ran towards him and hugged him so tight and said that I miss you, daddy. He didn’t. Branson Kid, show us what ya kin do."Well, needless to say, I was very nervous, but I drew and fired. Dammit, even I was impressed! Of course, just shooting with no particular target in mind is a long way from the kind of shooting the audience really wanted ta see. Somebody pointed that out an' produced an empty whiskey bottle to use for a target. Now, shooting at a whiskey bottle is not easy at any time, but when ya are tryin' ta impress a bunch of saloon patrons, it is really difficult.I. With mounting apprehension, I did as he asked. I could hear him moving around the office, opening and closing drawers. He also opened what seemed like doors. I only hoped that it wasn't the office door that led outside. I wondered how much he knew of BDSM, and if my punishment would involve it, but I strongly suspected that it would. He knew that I had used a "slave position", as he had called it. He even commented on my knowledge of it.A major part of me was excited by the prospect of.