Albright still demanded a transfer for her daughter to a different school. The girl was crying that last day in class, telling me I was her favorite t...acher. That just about broke my heart, Dan.’ I was silent for a moment, contemplating my beer. ‘I’m not a teacher, but I know it’s not an easy job.’ It was a long time before Angie said anything. We sipped our beers quietly, staring out at the world as the snowfall became thicker, practically obscuring the world around us. ‘Dan?’ I watched Angie. ..From under my nightdress, my unfettered prick strained excitedly out infront of me; I smacked harder and harder now, my whole rear flamingredder with each rhythmic slap of the ruler. (...Ahh show me thatburning arse - yes that's right, show me how you love it...) Deliriouswith the combined sensations of stinging pain and ecstatic pleasure, Ijust wanted relief, to be fucked, to be dressed like a girl and made tocome with my prick exploding and my hole filled up with a stiff cock...Part 4 -. Who can keep control, when such sleeping nude beauty is so close? Blood of Lust ran to my head and I came in the mood of fucking her. She was sleeping. It made me in two minds-Fuck-Fuck Not, Fuck-Fuck Not. At last the Lust prevailed. I maneuvered myself and positioned my Lund on her Boor, then, pushed the Supari slowly in.Her sub-conscious mind coaxed her body to move forward and welcome the Lund in her, and she responded well by pushing her hips forward towards me. Both side actions made the. I raised my ass to him to take in even more of his dick. It always feels so good inside of me. He gripped my hips and went even deeper inside of my wetness.“Do you like daddy’s dick?!” he asked me as he moaned. “Yes!” I moaned. “Do you love daddy?!” I felt tears well up in my eyes as I choked on my “Yes!” He began to thrust even hard, hitting up against my spongy g spot as I moaned over and over ,”I love my daddy so much!” Now, he’s not my Dad, hopefully you all know that. He’s my ex and I just.