Then you dress very elegantly. As I sit in my crib where you place me after dressing me, I look at you, wondering what is going to happen.“Would Li...zy like to go out to dinner with her Daddy in a nice restaurant?” you ask me.Would I? It was so much fun having burgers at the bar the other day just sort of being your Lizzy. But to actually, fully, completely dine out with you as your little girl, of course.I just nod my head and giggle.You carry me to my stroller and buckle me in. The. Then I noticed that the table was actually nailed to the frame of the barn.With a new fear I started to jerk my body and reached down to see if I could free myself from the ring. Amy then said, "Baby, from where I'm standing, I can't tell if you're struggling or trying to fuck the table?" I felt her pants push against my ass. "This is nice. You got your legs spread really well too. You know you did get yourself in the right position for fucking. Or should I say for someone else to fuck your. Mostly I guess I wondered if seeing him again, whatever may happen, made me Gay or not. As i stared at my phone, rereading the txt he sent me, I knew by the throbbing in my pants and the pounding of my heart, that I had to have him again. I replied that I was on my way. I barely remember the drive to his place, all I could think about was his beautiful cock. The thoughts made me rub my pre cum leaking cock through my jeans. I nervously knocked on his door, my desire for his cock, the. " I said handing her the glass. She downed it promptly and hugged me again. "I want one more thing. I appreciate this, but it isn't what I need." "Name it." "I need to feel wanted again." She looked down, almost ashamed. I put my finger to her chin and lifted it, and kissed her again. I lifted her up and moved her back to the bedroom. We slinked into the bedroom and I gently set her down on the bed and traced my finger up the seam of her pants. She slowly shimmied her pants off taking.