What happens here - remains between us.”I nodded and stood. I removed my shoes and then undid my belt, unzipped my pants, slid them down my thighs ...nd step out of them one leg at a time. I meant to turn around, show my shyness and my modesty, but somehow I wasn’t feeling embarrassed about allowing Peter to see me.He held the gi pants out to me. I think I was supposed to take them and put them on myself but instead I placed my hands on Master San’s shoulders and stepped into the pants. I was. " Heh!" Daddy hugged me, his hand pressing against my hip just where it got soft and round and started turning into my ass. "I see now, okay. So you're just using a little psychology on your old dad, huh? You've been so good I haven't had to spank you in ten years..." Twelve years," I interrupted him with a giggle."Twelve years, okay, and so maybe you deserve a pony for all that ... goodness." He was smiling. "Is that it? Did I get it right?" Mmmm..." I wiggled my head, " ... Mostly. Yeah.". He comes in and stands over me, watching my every move, and makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up every time he moves closer and brushes himself against me. I feel so deeply turned on by this man, knowing that I am there to pander to his every whim, and so very attracted to him, but always knowing that he is out of reach until he allows it.I cook dinner and serve him, and I eat in the kitchen. I clear the dishes and stack the dishwasher and he allows me some free time to type up my. ”Connie pulled off of Joey’s cock and said, “But Shepherd, you’re who I want to do that.”“How about after the first orgasm.”I carefully pushed thoughts into her head to alter her fantasy where the football team each took a turn.Her eyes glazed over slightly as I did that, but then Connie blinked a few times, smiled up at Brad and said, “Sure. Why not? I’m a cheerleader, so I guess it only makes sense to get fucked by a football player.”Brad grinned and said, “Man, I always wanted a cheerleader.