The only thing I wanted was for my daddy to keep pumping his dick up me.As he fucked me he told me how much he loved me, and how much he missed his li...tle girl. I could feel myself building for the big one.Oh, Daddy make me cum, I want to cum all over you big beautiful cock. Daddy, I want you to cum inside my pussy, please. Blow a load in my pussy," I said, as the rushing waves of pure pleasure hit."Daddy, Daddy," I kept saying after we finished and he pulled out of me, rolling over onto the. "I never was interested in it; I mean sex, until the last few months. Christ, now I'm going crazy. I want to jump on every girl at school I see. It's all I've thought about for weeks. I'm useless though, every time I go to talk to a girl I totally lose it, I act like an idiot. I may have to become a priest," I finished."Yeah, Ritchie the priest! Get real. But I don't understand, you talk to Mom and I with no problem, and when my friends come over you talk to them, they all really like you.. Oh well in for a penny, Jerome and I wrote out names out and put them in the hat. After a bit of an awkward silence, the names were called out. Jerome was matched up with the only single woman in the place. A tarty middle-aged blond with dyed roots but she was, for all that, not unattractive and Jerome seemed pretty pleased with himself. As he went off I reminded him the idea was to get the story, make his excuses and leave in the best tradition of reporting but he didnÂ’t seem to be paying. Andrews Cross made three appearances. Also present were the Catherine Wheel and the Chair of Torture lined with hundreds of spikes ranging from blunt to razor sharp. Also available: the Rack, complete with chains and turning wheels. Some of these devices were the central focal point of a themed room, like an actual Iron Maiden that was hooked up to one of several donation / incentive systems that Lisa loved to use at her parties. Guests could insert money into a machine that displayed the total.