"Your name?" he repeated."Oh sorry, it's Trish," I said."Trish, nice name that, matches you too, nice bit of crumpet you," he said, and he looked me u... and down with a leer."Yeah, built nice you are," he said.I went bright red at his words, I was used to boys looking at me, but this was completely different, somehow dirty and disgusting."Nice legs and good size pair of tits, just like your Mum," he carried on.I stood there like a statue, not knowing what to do."There you are, that should fix. She practically jumped me. Kissing, fondling, we went at it. Her tongue in my mouth, my hand up her skirt. We stumbled towards the bedroom and she locked the door behind us.“So you know?”I was the one that put him up to it. I let him think it was his fantasy. You are my Daddy now and I want to worship your hard white cock… I might let him know what is going on. She advanced on me, freeing my cock from the restraints of my pants. Her warm mouth was soon engulfing it with her lips stroking up and. . yeah ... that one. More! Like that!'Then I'm getting these word pictures in my head, my hand follows the pictures and I'm scratching exactly where he wants.'Oops, I'm done ... you can stop now.'He gets down ... no claws. 'Now, let me out. I have a yen for rabbit.'"You know you can't go out ... you piss off the old lady two houses down ... she calls the cops ... you get arrested and it's ME that has to pay the fine."'But, but, but ... I'm lovable and it's not me who knocks over her garbage can. He gives me a dry kiss and pats my head as Daddy walks him to the door. When Daddy returns, he grabs my hair and pulls my head back so that I am face to face with Daddy’s dick. I inch forward on my knees and take him into my mouth. Daddy smiles down at me. “Get upstairs and get the medium plug, Babygirl,” he says. I all but squeal at the idea of Daddy using the plug on me and rush upstairs to get it out. I am lubing it and my asshole up when Daddy walks in and begins kissing my neck. I feel.