Here goes...Even at my very young age, I'm an expert in the art of giving sexualpleasure to men. Mistress Mommy says there are many men who want a gir...like me, and they're willing to pay for it. I believe her because I loveher, and she loves me.Sometimes I am an overnight gift to one of her many gentlemen friends;sometimes she auctions me off; sometimes she rents me out to parties;sometimes she sends me out on dates; sometimes I perform for her friendswith a "rent-a-dick," as she calls the men. "So, you want your big brother to take care of you?" I said while gently rubbing her tiny clit, making her gasp."You're the only man I feel comfortable enough to do this with… And…" And…?" A-And I want it so bad… I want you so bad… But I don't want you to think I'm some sort of slut for letting you do this…" She said with a sense of urgency, and I saw tears start to form in her eyes."Hey, no…" I caressed her forehead, the soft chocolate-colored long bangs that made her look so cute yet so sexy.. I didn't want to cum yet, and in my ecstacy my climax was building fast, so with reliuctancy I slid out of her neck, moving the body in almost a tossing manner so it could fall flat to the flloor.I kneeled down so that I was straddling my victim's headless corpse as I stroked my blood covered, throbbing cock. I grabbed the severed head from the ground once I took my hand from my cock and lifted it to eye level by the hair. Softly I kissed the dead lips and then used the hair to wipe some of the. My mind went into a spin, “ O K” I said softly. There was a silence before her lips came to my ear, “ I’ve been wishing you were my Dad.”My mind went into a whirl on how to respond.“I’ve also been wishing that too Denise.”“Oh that’s so cool! All my life Iv’e wished for a Dad ... so will you be my Dad?”“Only if it’s a total secret between you and me Denise.” I said softly.She looked deep into me and her face came close to mine. “ Yes it’s our secret.”Suddenly we kissed; long and warmly. I could.