Daddy was at work and it was just going to be me and Aaron when he got here. I was happy to see him, but I did not know what I was going to say.The po...nd that rapped upon the door made me jump slightly. I knew that it was Aaron, but it was still enough to put me on the edge of my seat. I wished so much that daddy could have been here with me for this moment. Help make it a little less awkward or a little more directed at him.I took a moment to look into the mirror that was in front of the door. This is where I backed out, I didn't show, as described in my previousstory.After a lot of apologizing and begging on my part, Master agreed to setupanother date. This time he had conditions. I had to give him my real homeaddress and a pic of myself in a very slutty pose. I was horny as fuck atthe time, so I did it, I jumped in with both feet.We met a bar/restaurant about 30 miles from my house, I told my wife it wasa work gathering as my cover for the evening. He was already at the barwhen. . which was why she was nervously standing in the doorway of the dirty, dingy lobby of the Eiffel Tower Inn.This has to be the last time, Judy thought nervously, blushing slightly as she realized just how wet her pussy was getting as she thought about Duke ... and especially about her son Bobby. It has to be, it can't go on ... it just can't... Judy walked further into the motel lobby, right up to the front desk. She wore a long tan trench coat with a rather large belt holding it closed,. The water fingers twisted beneath him, and he could feel tightly wound muscles relaxing. “I’m curious to know if she was as big a screw up as I am.”“I can do better than that.” Naia placed her fingers along Mike’s temples. “How about I show you instead?”“Wait, wha-”Emily slid out of bed, her white nightgown creeping up her thighs, revealing pale blue panties beneath. She stretched, golden curls tumbling chaotically around her shoulders. The birds outside were singing love songs to one another,.