Say the things I like to hear and I will read them later."I said, "Yes, Daddy. Thank youuuuu for calling!" And with that, my Daddy was gone. Click.Lef... only with a dial tone in my ear, my mind raced back to all the times when I wished I'd said more...Many hours have passed since my Daddy called. I have looked at the naughty pix he'd sent of us, at least 5 times, today. I have masturbated, have cum deliciously, and have taken a nap that resulted in another erotic dream. I woke just 50 minutes. " I'd never ask her for that. I wouldn't want her to know if we did do it." Then we won't ever do it. I told her that we might do other things, but never that, unless she says it's okay." Did you tell her what other things?" I told her anything else but that." She said it was okay?" No, she said she wanted me to keep my end of the bargain about not doing it with you. She said she'd never give you permission to do it with me." Suppose I really wanted to, Larry? Now, we couldn't." Not without her. The bottom (Skirt) came to about half waybetween her knees and ankles and had stiff netting which helped push thesoft skirt out from her body. Even though I was just a passenger I stillgot a thrill wearing this lovely dress. Her mother had made anappointment for a hairdresser and make-up artist to come over and do herhair and make-up. I had seen her like a million times and never saw heras beautiful, and as long as I was in her body, I was beautiful.We were all dressed, mom included, when the. “Cheap sluts like you should be punished.” Her eyes were a little glassy looking.This time I turned to her perky, well-proportioned breasts. One nipple was pierced with a small bar. She warned me that they were sensitive. “What do I care?” I started to slap her breasts back and forth. Jasmin leaned away, trying to protect herself. “Don’t back away when I’m hitting you, bitch!” She said, “I’m sorry, sir” and repositioned herself for more punishment.I went back at it, taking healthy swings. Her.