I think of you jacking off thinking of me.”“Wow, I would have never thought a girl as young, sexy and as beautiful as you would think of an old ma... like me.”“I like older men, Tom and you… well… ummm… don’t sell yourself short. I mean I think you’re a very hot, hunky stud!”“Holy shit. I thought you barely even knew I existed.”“Well, after I noticed you watching me. I started looking for you every time I got home. It really turned me on that you were watching me. Later on, I started wondering if. He could actually see the moisture collecting below his sister on her chair seat. He looked at his dad and noticed that he was looking too with a very interested expression.Once Dick's eyes met the frustrated gaze of his son and, smiling at his son, had reached over to lightly punch him in the arm. "Relax son. Everything is under control," Dick said with fatherly good humor.Jack couldn't think of anything that was under control. His mom and sister were acting crazier than usual, sexier than. As Dianawants to take me back upstairs she'll also be putting on the legshackles and then running a short chain between them. That is, if shewas being careful. But with me, being the broken pathetic excuse for aman that she knows me to be, she won't use a short chain as that'dhobble me and slow me down. Getting my upstairs then would take toolong and she's too hungry. She wants to hurt me some more. I'mcounting on this. I'm counting on her being just a bit too sloppy andcareless. My life. So was Jacob. Just saying. Anyway, if you want to fuck me and pretend that I’m Kristen or Bella Thorne or Anna Kendrick, knock yourself out. We all have fantasies. I wonder how those actors are doing nowadays, what with the end of civilization and all that jazz?” Diana teased her husband.“Well, honestly, with your name, I’d rather pretend that you were Princess Di. It just fits. I could be old Charles and we could have ourselves a little ... reconciliation fantasy there. We just need a Camilla.