She would come close to letting me feel her, but not quite.I would come up behind her and hug her while wrapping my arms around her. She always gasp�...�a little and then let me feel her tummy all around. She would let me do this for a while, as I could hear her breathing increase. I knew she was getting turned on. I was as tall as her. I would whisper in her ear and tell her how beautiful she was, how she smelled good, how her skin was so soft. I listened to her heart speed up and her breathing. "Are you gonna be nasty Daddy?" she asked in her little girl voice. "Do you want my butt?" I didn't answer but felt her press harder on my ass. I matched her efforts and pressure. She smiled and pressed harder. Again I matched her efforts. The water pressure of the jet aided my attack and slowly my finger slid inside. "Oh Daddy!?" she softly cried as if she her innocence was being taken, but her finger told another story. It flexed and circled until she felt my weakest point. Then she shoved it. No, it couldn't be. But how did she end up like that? Maybe she masturbated? No, I'd masturbated tons of times before but there was never quite that much cum. Besides, it was never white, it was clear. She couldn't have done that by herself. There was only one place that cum could have come from. Henry.God, Emma was such a slut!That fact did not really surprise me, since everyone at our school knew that Emma was a complete whore. She had fucked so many guys, basically all of the hottest guys at. .and I feel my arse start to close back to normal. "Please massage my hole" I ask and my Master puts 1 or 2 fingers inside me and gently massages my arse to give me some comfort. I roll over on my back and my Master lays in my arms and we kiss tenderly as I know I have pleased my Master and we share a special love. Chapter 11. We lay together for about 20 minutes just holding each other and occassionally kissing tenderly. My Master looked at me and said "Your arsehole stretched quite big". "I.