And then he says ... God! He says... "I'm gonna fuck you babydoll". I feel something like lightning go through me! Daddy's going to fuck me! Tomorrow!... He kisses me on the lips and says good night pumpkin. It's so strange the way he talks to me now. He just told me he wants to fuck me, and yet he calls me babydoll. He kisses me on the lips and yet says 'good night pumpkin' like it was any other night.I thought I'd never fall asleep. The things I felt today, and the yearning to sleep in my. We headed out early Saturday morning with the car packed full. For the first hour the k**s did pretty well. The remaining 7 hours were a bit trying on all of us. Even with 3 stops along the way. We were all pretty happy to arrive at our campsite around 4. It took a little bit to unpack everything and setup the camp. The k**s just wanted to run and explore, which we allowed them to do, as long as they were within sight of us.The remainder of the day was spent exploring a small trail around the. Once past the 'horror' of sex play with a wobbly man in his nineties, all the aides enjoyed their time with Art. His humor and zest inspired them; his skillful talents surprised them. Word spread, of course, and he quickly had a wait list for aides. Many would visit on their own time.When the demands became too taxing, he decided to limit visits from friends of aides to just one a day. Ahhh, the sufferings of abundance! What a curse. His female visitors had to pay a price to be with his. I told her it was great for me and she told me that it was the best for her too. When I asked her about the ice cream and all those things she said she read in some novels and since her husband was against all these things she tried on me. I told her I loved it and started kissing her on her lips. She came close to me and I could feel her soft breasts which made my limp cock become hard once again. She caught my cock and kissed it and took it inside her mouth once again which made it hard to.