"First, I don't do pain. A spanking if I've been bad is one thing, but the real hardcore pain is a no. Also, I don't do things like piss or poop play�...�that's just gross. I guess it just depends on how much money and time we have," she said."What would you want for the night?" he asked."Well it's 2:30 now so what would you say to, oh... $300? And I'll do whatever you want for that plus talk to you afterward about Dallas... if we have any time or energy!" she said."That's fine. Do you need to get. Gwen is lying on her back. I kneel between her legs staring at her mesmerized. She reaches between her legs, runs her finger through her wet slit, and then sucks the juice into her mouth with obvious relish. I hear a loud groan, and then realize it's me. Gwen grabs her thighs, pulling them back to her chest and spreading them widely. She smiles at me through her long legs, her face half obscured by her blonde mane. I grabbed her smoothly muscled thighs and put my cock at her center, leaning. Paul was more concerned about whether his girls were happy, satisfied, and emotionally fulfilled. He did what a good father should do. He taught his girls how to grow up and then let them go when they needed to leave the nest,” Diane said“Paul took on the daddy role with me to help me get a handle on my unruly feelings. Yes he fucked me when I was fourteen, but only because I wanted and needed that demonstration of unselfish love from my dad. I was a mess because my biological father was. I also still had my penis. I moved closer to the mirror and watched as my eyes changed color and my lips became fuller. My cheekbones moved and my face became thinner. I was becoming a beautiful woman. I took a step back and looked my body up and down in the mirror. My penis was shrinking! It looked like the penis of a 14-year-old boy. I put my hands on it, as it became the penis of an 8-year-old boy. Then is shrank into nothingness. All of my pubic hair was gone except for a small triangular.