Is there a ‘secondly’?”“You know it.” She leaned close to the screen and dropped her voice. “If the line sells, then you’ll have the kno...ledge that there are countless women out there, women you’ll never meet, plunging a replica of your cock deep inside their pussies and pumping it in and out. Face it, Jared, you can’t fuck ‘em all, but this way they can fuck themselves with you. Each of these bad-boys will act as your proxy fuck-stick.” She was all but whispering to the screen now, enjoying. Starting at my neck and working her way up, within moments I could feel my pressure subside. Her hands were incredibly strong for such a tiny thing. I complemented her on that too.“You haven’t felt anything yet.” That response yielded an awakening from my loins. I thought, I can only imagine what you could do for me. I laughed to myself and she squeezed hard on my shoulder. I yelped. Apparently she picked up on why I had laughed. At age 36 or so, she was hot, and not at all dull. . ”“Good, our first order of business is to work on our little spec ops plan?”“What do you have in mind?”“We need to gain access to the storage room in the old shop. Picking up the captain of the basketball team should get us the alarm codes. Do you know anybody that can scrub the alarm system to make it look like we were never there? It can’t be that hard. We designed the thing.”“I’ll make some calls. Why? What were you thinking?”“It will take us a while.”We hash out my plan taking the better. ”“Oh rubbish Daddy, it was beautiful,” she replied between kisses, “it was my best sex ever.”“But it was wrong sweetheart,” he said, “what if your mother found out, look at the sheet, she’s bound to see the stains.”“Don’t worry Daddy, l’ll sort that out,” she said, “anyway, she probably knows already, or suspects it at least.”“What do you mean?” He said, sitting up and pushing her away, “what do you mean she knows…what have you done Jenny?”“Now don’t get angry with me Daddy,” she said, sitting.