“You really are sorry, aren’t you Chloe?”“*sniff* Y-yes, Daddy.”His other hand strokes your slick thigh, making you shiver. “And you are a...lso aroused, aren’t you, Chloe?”“...yes, Daddy.”“Thank you for being honest. That’s a good girl.”You nearly start sobbing again in sheer relief. You were afraid you’d never hear those words again.“Now can you tell me why you’re aroused, Chloe?” His hand inches up your thigh.How can I answer that when I can’t even admit it to myself? “I… Daddy…”“Do you like it. It fit in my hard cock and began to wiggle as she got rid of the rest of the clothes.Two days later, I returned to my girlfriend’s house and to my surprise, she was gone. But her friend was there. I so many times before hoped to be alone with her but at that moment did not know what to do.I started a tentative conversation apologizing for what happened, but she interrupted me at once, saying that nothing had happened and did not remember.I also noticed that she was even more friendly than it. We both wiggle free of your lap she moves in beside you on kneeling on the sofa as she pulls your shirt up over your head all the while I am on my knees in front of you undoing your belt and peeling away your jeans…. You now sit there in your tight boxer briefs as she runs her hands up and down your chest nibbling on your neck……I lean in and bite down hard on your inner thigh then kiss my way up to the leg of your shorts. Taking her by the hand I guide her down off the sofa to sit right next to. About 10 minutes later I dropped my bike in his driveway and ran up to the door. I really didn’t care that my bike would most likely be stolen. I was ready to give anything to touch Luke again.He must have seen me from his front window because he opened the door as I stepped on the porch. He stood there shirtless with a tight pair of jeans on, and his semi-muscular chest was starting to give me a hard-on.I didn’t know what else to do so I pulled him to me and pressed my lips against his. He.