And what's more, the idea didn't turn her on in the slightest.The idea of her father being her pimp didn't make her horny. It made her feel cheap and ...orthless. She could only hope that somehow she was wrong about this visit to his boss' house."Stay here a minute," he said as she pondered these things.She watched him through the windshield as he walked up a nice, shrub-lined walkway to the front door of the house. A moment later the door opened. Amy couldn't see who her dad was talking to from. 　I dropped one of my hands to her buttocks. I rubbed and squeezed and circled her bum. She leaned more into me and I rotated my pelvis slightly. Again, she responded with symmetrical movements.　I broke apart and with one arm around her, led her to the bedroom. We stood beside the bed and I started to unbutton her blouse. She undid the buttons on my shirt. We removed each other’s shirt and blouse. I unfastened her bra and slipped her arms out of it. I lowered my head and tasted her nipples with. I couldn’t hold back and kissed her lips again, she got excited and started responding to my kiss.We kissed for a while and started moving my hands all over her back and love angels on her tee shirt.While my hands roamed around her back, I realized she wasn’t wearing anything below the tee shirt. That made me, even more, exited and held her tight in my arms. We continued kissing and my hands slowly went below her tees and I started dealing her buttocks.I kept pressing it and kissing her and she. I think I'd rather pull you over my knee and spank you with my hand.” “That sounds like fun.” “And then let you suck my cock before I fuck the daylights out of you,” he finished. “You know, I think I could submit to you, Mike. Damn, I always thought only freaks could get into bondage and spanking and stuff, but I don't believe we're freaks.” “No, a little kinky maybe, but certainly not freaks,” he said with a grin and took the burgers from the grill. “Okay Mike, now that we've had sex and.