Please Daddy. Please. I beg you not to whip me. I'll be good. I'll be good forever Daddy. Please!" Tell me slut. Tell me now goddamnit!" And he steppe...d closer. Close enough that I could hear his rapid breathing clearly."We just touched each other Daddy. I swear! I promise! Please... please Daddy... please believe me!" Where did he touch you? Tell me. Tell me now!" P-please. Daddy..." NOW!" He touched my b-breasts. And... down there." Slut. Whore." He whispered. "My daughter's a dirty little. "My, we are excited, aren't we? When was the last time?"I knew exactly what she meant, but played dumb. "Last time what, nurse?" When was the last time you had a wank?" Medical decorum had just flown out of the window."About a week ago."She looked up and gave a wicked grin. "That's good." Why so?"She sensuously ran her gloved hand along my shaft before answering. "Because that way you'll be donating a nice big load." I couldn't decide whether this young woman was openly flirting with me, or. Though what a man would be doing in the store'slingerie alcove wasn't clear. I'd haunted these places once, this very place a few times, mostlybefore our marriage. But that was me. And never for long, therewas too much risk of being taken for a peeping tom or a pervert. I did it back then from a kind of compulsion. I loved women'sintimate things even though like most men I was a littleuncomfortable around them, afraid of them a little, afraid of theirtransformative power, afraid of my. ” Anna-Brooks grinned, grabbed my face and kissed me. "Then do it." I pushed her onto the bed, holding her phone up, and she arched her back, raising her gorgeous ass up at me and letting me knead that bulbous thing, showing it all for the ‘camera.’. She looked back at me as I got behind her and rubbed my dick along her crack. I slapped her ass sharply, watching it wobble. She giggled from it, then moaned as I pointed my cock towards her entrance and began to slowly exert force, entering her at.