" Ok Nicks." When you spanked me, did you like it?"I thought for a moment. "I sort of did, yes, but not because I washurting you. I don't want to hurt... you Nicks." I know Alex, I love you too. But what did you like about spanking me?"Just the way she asked made my heart pound. "I think because it was anexcuse to touch your bum Nicks," I told her honestly, "And when yousquirmed and squealed it just made it more, hmmm fun but that is not theright word."She smiled. "I spanked you for the same. Myerly. Miss Dickinson will join you shortly," the old man said as he led him into a room off the center hallway. The library shelves were mahogany, lined from floor to ceiling with volumes, some newer and some appearing to be very old. There was a ladder with brass wheels running along a track, something that he had only seen in pictures of old houses. He pushed it easily with his hand, rolling it nearly the length of the room. The other walls were leather paneled, and the floor, Jeff. “Uhhh,” I moaned. I was about to protest again when I felt daddy’s mouth on mine. He kissed me passionately and I returned his kiss. I could feel daddy’s fire become a flame.Daddy pulled his finger all wet and glistening with my juices. He put his finger in his mouth and ate my wetness off it. “Mmm,” he said. “You are right princess. You are better tasting.” He then stuck his finger back into my moist cunt and got it all wet again. Daddy took his finger out and put it in my mouth.“Taste for. He also lacked experience not having had sex more than a couple of times prior to their marriage. Probing a little more, I found that she had been seduced in the University by her roommate, and though it was brief she did enjoy having her pussy licked by her girlfriend and considered herself to be bi-curious at the least. Her deep, Muslim roots prevented her from fulfilling her desires so she had taken to watching porn safely at home. In public she wore a burqa sealing her body completely from.