"Now c'mon, you know you love having afinger up there. Show it. Move your fucking hips like the whore you are." Tricia gave a low moan of despair. How... much more would this dreadful manask of her? Slowly she began to gyrate her hips, pressing her vagina down ontohis hand, forcing his finger deeper inside her. "That's good," he murmured." Shit, you're starting to get wet, you dirtybitch." Tricia's color increased as she realized he was right. Even now shecould feel a warm wetness seeping into her. The meal was a great success, we talked again, reliving our childhood years, and she admitted, hesitantly, to a schoolgirl crush on me. To my regret, I could only remember trying to avoid her as much as possible. I confess I had some difficulty listening to her. It had been a while since I’d had anything but innocent thoughts about a woman but Allie was looking very good. She had what I’ve heard described as a full figure, some might say plump. I can only call it sexy as hell. I’d never had. It's exciting! I'm sitting on the horse; I love my horse; I'm rocking, riding, imagining. Daddy is coming into my room. He calls me to him and I get off my horse and run to him; he picks me up and I fling my arms around his neck and we hug. He calls me 'Princess' and takes me downstairs to my mother — she's in the living room with Granny. Granny has a present for me. I say thank you and unwrap it —it's a pink princess outfit. I love it! I thank her again and run out of the room to go to try it. “Eleanor, would you… would you suck my cock?” he asked her, gently this time with guilt on his face.“Sir, if that’s what you want, yes,” she answered.He sat on his ankles, his hard cock pointing at the ceiling, “I’m asking you, Eleanor,” he said, stroking her cheek, “It feels I’m degrading you.”She sat on her ankles in front of him, her legs still open, her eyes mesmerized by his hard cock, and she said, “Doug, there are things that make me feel dirty, one of these is sucking your cock. But.