"There's nothing on the television," bemoaned Melissa upon noticing Charles and Connie. "All the channels are dead." Maybe they're having broadcasting... problems right now." Connie suggested casually. "Give it an hour or so and then try again." Okay," Melissa murmured softly, "I'll do that."As she spoke, she turned off the television and put down the remote."How do you feel sis," Charles asked his sister as she turned back to face Connie and him."Good," Melissa replied, "Why do you ask?" Well,". It was obvious he had not seen me because he soon came to a stop to relieve himselfsomething deer never do when they feel threatened. It was not the first deer I had seen (far from it), but it was the first stag urination I had ever witnessed. As you might expect, I felt a powerful wave of arousal wash over me as I saw his cock slip out of his prepuce. I watched it grow longer and harder as he got ready to pee. But before that could happen, I felt a wave of arousal wash over me. Fuck! was all I. I don’t let my actual bedroom be my playroom, even though it has a bed and all. That’s just too weird. This is my office, sure not all offices have a bed in it, but mine does. I fire my computer up, and set up a little. I’m still not sure what the client wants, I only spoke to him once before we made our ‘date’. When I log in, I scroll through my e-mails seeing a few requests, and new dates that want to be put in. I also see one from someone who wants me to go to their state. My client isn't. I am proud to say that I helped release the sex beast that had been pinned up for years inside my dad. Daddy loved me like no other that first night. I was his, body, soul and sprit, all became his that night. That was a night of many first for me, the first time that daddy and I made love, the first time that I felt like a complete woman, and it was the first time daddy showed how a real woman keeps her man in her bed. Flipping me over on my stomach and spreading my ass checks , daddy told me.