That depends on how you treat her. You eat thecrap you're use to and you'll turn her sickly too, make her more vulnerableto disease. A good healthy di...et and everything will be fine." I'm not sure I know what a good diet is," Bob said."That's okay," Harlan answered. "Gretchen does."Bob searched his new mind. Sure enough, Gretchen knew the right foods toeat, and the funny thing was, these were her favorite foods. But Bob foundmore as he searched her mind. "My God," he said. "I know how to. He smiles. You blush. He stops, lifting his hands and you hope that he will undo you, but to your chagrin he lifts the vibrator from the table. You panic. He smiles. Again. Buzzzz. He runs it along the skin of your tummy. Mmm. Downward along the inside of your hip, then your inner thigh. You clench as tight as you can. Bracing for it. Your pussy is dripping now and it's not urine. He places the vibrator right next to your lips, you start to squirm in excitement now. 'No! I must not! Stop!' The. I gasped!! then slowly stroked my cock through the layers of tight undies.Lets go home she said. We arrived and I was told to take off my Skirt, Blouse and tights. She came in and looked at me. Lie Down!! Look at that!! there was a damp patch on my Panty Corset. Turn over!! Kneel on all fours!! I saw her pick up a hair brush. The fist slap with the brush stung. Then I was given five more. BAD GIRL!!! She then reached under and stroked my cock. My balls wanted to release their load but no. ..Quinn, please, stop, do me now, ooooh...fuck me, please. Fuckyour Daddy with your long cock, please..." I looked back and Quinn wassmiling like the Cheshire cat. She ripped off her panties and climbed upon the table."Yes, Daddy, whatever you say..." She poured more oil onto her erect cockand pushed some into my hole. "Like this, Daddy? Slowly..." She pushed thehead in. There was some pain but it quickly faded as she kept massaging mycheeks and rubbed my cock. "Just slowly now, Daddy. Oh,.