I fumble with the keys and finally open the door to our place almost dropping the wine and the flowers as I do. Kick off my shoes and socks. I know yo...u hate that but it feels so good when I get in to take them off. I walk quietly through the flat, hearing music and not much else. Putting the shopping on the bedside table I keep going with just the flowers in my hands.I realise the music is coming from our bedroom and tiptoe down the hallway towards it. I silently make my way to the bedroom and. Your voice is soft and sweet, but I can tell you aren't happy with my giddiness."I get to go to prom!" I exclaim. I'm practically bouncing up and down from the excitement."Can we go dress shopping, Daddy? Please, please, please," I beg. I clasp my hands together in front of my chest to plead with you. I give you the biggest, most tempting puppy dog eyes I can manage. I poof my lower lip out to be even more pouty and pleading than usual."You have to earn it first," you say, after thinking. My. I haven't tried anything. Fuck, I have never even had my pussy eaten before. I want it all, and I trust you. Even though I don't really know why I feel like I have known you my whole life, I can't talk to my husband as easily as I can you."I took her hand and placed it on my hard cock, and said, "This should tell you how much I want to do everything with you as well."She squeezed it tight and slid her hand up and down once."My God, it's so big and hard." It's hard, but it's not big bloody hell.. . . Then tell me the truth. Are your nipples hard?” “What?” Elaine gasped incredulously, pulling her robe even more tightly around her body. “Go on. Tell me!” Just then the toilet flushed and Chelsea stumbled into the kitchen. “I wouldn’t go in there for a while if I were you,” she said, flopping into the chair in front of her cold coffee. “Um, it’s okay,” Elaine said, quickly snatching up her towel and fleeing into the bathroom. She didn’t mind what the air in there smelled.