"Shit...shit, " He whispered between ragged breaths. "This is so wrong..."My mouth parted from his cock with a loud pop, spittle dripping from the cor...er of my mouth and onto his cock. "Really?" I asked. "You mean you don't want to fuck me, daddy?" Wrapping my hand around his shaft, I stroked him good and hard. God the feeling of his saliva-slick shaft felt so nice in my hand."I...I do..." He said, defeated."How bad do you want your daughter's pussy, hm?" I teased, licking the tip of his. I don't mind."Leaping at the chance to get some relief, not to mention free myself ofsuch a blatant shackle of femininity, I walked over to my office couchand sat down. Lifting my right foot up, I reached past the lustinspiring black shaft that was my new leg and gripped the patent shoe.Pushing, I discovered that they were on quite tightly. Continuing totug, I soon began to realize that the shoe wouldn't budge! Pulling withall of the strength that Shannon's slim arms could muster, I fought. Kaylie was not entirely opposed to that sort of scenario; it was just that most of the boys who would be prone to ask her to the prom were not her ideal choice for a "designated cherry picker".Now the summer was here and she had plans to find some acceptable swinging dicks to stuff all her holes with serious intent and with little or no recriminations or entanglements to kill the buzz. She just had to keep a smile off her face for the next couple of weeks and not let a boy get to greedy with. I wondered what happened to our horses. Maiden was a great mount. We had wandered the lands since my flight from Prince Gruber’s court and my downfall as a Bard of Az. Was she still in the Doge’s stable? Did he ride her from now and then? Or had he sold her?“Then let me rig a trap,” Minx said. “A nonlethal trap.” She pulled out an alchemical bomb and her knife. She pried up a paving stone and dug out the dirt beneath it, setting her bomb into it. Then she carefully set the stone over.