" But daddy," Amber whimpered nervously. "Dickie is so big, and strong, can he go deeper in? Will he fit?" Oh yeah princess," he cooed. "He's gonna sq...eeze in just fine."Then he pulled back to the tip, and slowly pushed back in, this time going even deeper, an as he passed the halfway point Amber began panting hard, but he couldn't stop now, he had to see how deep he could go.Eric had expected to bottom out pretty quickly after the halfway mark, but it kept going, the intense feeling of her. Her musky odor was stronger now and his excitement grew. He began kissing her soft skin, eliciting moans and soft cooing sounds from her throat. Amy started to shake in anticipation. ‘Easy now,’ he said. ‘We’re not in a hurry this time. Remember, it’s always better when it takes longer.’ ‘Really?’ Amy replied in wonder. ‘Almost,’ he said. ‘The first time… well the first time doesn’t count. After all we were both so excited we could hardly stand… and that’s intense pressure, so it goes without. Meg just smiled."I'd never tell anyone what we talk about. Or do," she responded.I looked over her shoulder again. I felt my face turning red. Meg laughed."Oh come on Mr. D. I'm only giving you shit," she said.I looked at her. And I finally had the voice to speak."Oh really?" I said with a smirk.I was calling her out. I knew it was a risk. But at this point, I wanted to actually see where it would go. And I hoped there wouldn't be a serious repercussion for it that could cost me my job. Or. "Cripes," he repeated."Wouldn't you like to come on over here and say hello to my puss?" she asked, as if it were somehow dissociated from her."Jeez, yes," he whispered, lips dry."My puss sure has missed you," she continued, slipping one hand down over her trim waist to find and trace the flare of her nubile hips. The hand moved down to her thighs -- and then she trailed one well- manicured fingernail up over the sensitive flesh of her upper, inner thigh until it reached the flat crease where.