I was hard the entire time. In fact if you liked it I think we may have found a solution for a dancer for all upcoming bachelor parties."She sat down ...n the toilet seat and looked at the floor soaking in what I just said.She looked at me finally, "I don't want to hurt your feelings or for one minute you to think I don't love you more than the world itself. But, I did enjoy it. It was such a rush all of these guys wanting me. I felt like a slut but yet very sexy."I looked at her and said, "Why. .we could eat you" lightly giggles as that was said an after that was that "dead air" where every thing is just quite. "That a joke or....what?" "I wish it was a joke but we are in dire need an if you said no...its ok I understand I just dont know what we are going to do" "well mom i guess...I want to help this family any way i can....an if thats the only way I can...then....I guess..." A small tear ran down her cheek an Stacys wipes the tear away "awww don't cry.." Gives her a small kiss an. She felt vulnerable and exposed and noticed that a lot of guys were checking out her legs. The fabric of the dress brushed over her nipples as she walked. The egg toy in her pussy made her feel even more sexy.He led her into a smart restaurant and ordered a bottle of French wine and something called a tasting menu. It was a long succession of tiny little delicacies, all beautifully presented. They chatted about food, wine, and holidays. As the waiter brought the fourth item, a little soup in a. I woke in confusion, searching for the illuminated red of the clock, finding nothing. The bedroom was a well of darkness, a void of light that had no end. Was there a power outage? Not even the amber stars of a midsummer’s night could be seen through the drafty parsonage window. With uncertain hands I groped for the bedside lamp, touching instead a velvet warmth my sleepy mind instantly knew was skin. I drew back in alarm. “Father,” said the voice again, a little louder, a little closer. I.