Ian was most impressed with your good manners. How would you like them to come over for dinner tomorrow night?”I smiled “Yes that would be great. ...I do like Julie, she is in different classes to me at school.”Mum smiled and we went to bed. I turned off my computer and fell asleep dreaming of Julie.The next morning I woke up with a very hard, hard on, nothing I could think about made it go down as all I could think about or return to thinking was the lovely, sexy, naked, body of Julie. Mum called. They were bigger, filled me more and I gasped.“Oh, please.” I wasn't even sure what I was pleading for. Let me cum? Fuck me? Use me? The last thought was disturbing, but all thoughts were replaced by feeling, by a kind of instinct and need.Tentatively he pushed his cock in my mouth and I took the cue, closed my lips firmly around it and sucked. With one hand I reached for his balls, massaged and squeezed them gently.I heard his sharp intake of breath, the loud moan. He forced his fingers deeper. He was nearing the end of his shift when he noticed the girl of his dreams had just walked through the door. Little did he know, his fate would be set that night.*Everyone left Ellie's house around 9 p.m. She felt relieved because she was still able to make it to the music store before they close 11. She began cleaning everything up so she didn't have to deal with it later. She used that time to decide on what album she would buy tonight. Ellie decided to freshen up a bit before heading out.. ”And Jen kind of snorts out a laugh and she says “No. He really didn’t hit you hard. Remember I’m the one who put cream on your bum afterwards so I know he didn’t hurt you. I’m guessing it stung a bit when he was smacking you but after I put the cream on the sting went away pretty quickly. Is that right?”And I say “I guess so.”And Jen says “Dad’s twice your size and pretty strong. If he hit you hard you’d have bruises on your bum that would last for days. He didn’t hit you hard. Just hard.