Ialso told him quite foolishly and innocently that I wondered if I wantedto do so for a man. Even more foolish was my honesty about wondering whatit m...ght be like to be "treated sensually as a female". My admissions hadme feeling very naughty for being so honest yet I even was feeling verystimulated and even excited about the sensuality of our discussion.I also admitted to him that I kept an overnight bag of sexy female thingsin the trunk of my car. I often rented motel rooms to dress when in. ..?...I read the first few lines and realized....omgDaddy...Daddy saved this...he printed this out and.....SMACK! I felt my bare asscheek explode with bright blue sparks of pain;I cried out and looked back at him. He had spanked me harder and morefirmly than he had hit me yet...even the belt on my ass during myamazing, dripping deepthroat training I realized then, was him goingeasy on me.He said deliberately, "Read it....to me, you dumb bitch"Ohhh my ass...yes Daddy.....that was. "I think I fucked my brains into your pussy." You go ahead and sleep," Sara urged. "I still haven't gotten enough of you. I'll suck you to sleep." Ah, that sounds nice," Greg murmured, his voice already thick with drowsiness. He spread his legs and pushed her head down, flinching as her lips trailed a wet path over his chest and belly. When her lips were pushed into his bushy growth of crotch hair, his grip relaxed. "Oh so nice..." he whispered, his voice finally dropping to a soft grunt.Sara. " What does that mean for you?" Smartass." She smiled when she said it.I usually read the comics in the morning, so no one paid much attention when I started to read the rest of the paper, too. At about a quarter to nine, I looked up and saw it was shaping up to be a nice day in November, traditionally a gray and depressing month in Michigana. "Mom, can I ride my bike to school today?" Why would you want to do that?" I'm still a little weak from lying in bed for so long; a bike ride would get.