Do you want to see?” “Yes baby, show daddy your tits and how wet your cunt is.” Amy started unbuttoning her shirt and let it fall off her should...ers. She then reached back and unsnapped her bra ad let that fall to the floor also. She ran her hands over her tits, rubbing them, pinching her nipples while looking straight into my eyes. She said, “Do you like my tits daddy? My nipples are so hard and I love to have the played with.” “Yea baby, I like your tits, now show me your pussy, show daddy how. “Would you like to breathe, girl? Would you be quiet if I let you breathe?”Her response was an instant, grateful and desperate nodding. The gutteral sound coming from her throat could have been interpreted as “Please…”“You have to keep something else in your mouth first, though. Something needs to be made wet – as wet as you can. Because then it’s going to hurt less.”Her nodding slowed… but continued.I took the last item from my bag. Just under nine inches of latex, complete with balls: a. I went over the photos again and again until I almost had them memorized and then did the same with the video. All this seemed to do was make the rest of my day worse to the point that I almost put my fist through the screen sitting on the table in front of me.As the day wore on and on I often went back to watch the video again until every second seemed like an hour and later I found myself almost counting down the minutes till she returned. I have no doubt that she deliberately took her time. I finally climbed up from my chair and went inside to shower up. The fantasy did not subside though. I masturbated to the thought of Kody fisting his cock three more times that night alone. The next day, I gave him the same show all over again. But when he left, I decided to go out to his hiding place and see what he had left me. There was still a string of teenage cum running down my fence. I couldn’t help myself…I know, I know…I reached out a finger and caught the drizzle of still warm cum.