Liberally, Daddy coated his fingers with lube from the bottle I had in my purse. "Alex, I want you to know this is going to hurt. But, once the pain s...ubsides I think you'll found it quite enjoyable." A girl was made to be penetrated and I so want to be penetrated by you. Just get me really ready first," I replied. My voice was full of excited but mixed emotions.Daddy slowly fought his middle finger past my sphincter and wormed it all the way into me as my face twisted into a grimace. As he. I never really got to see her panties until one evening it was late out and she had left her garage door open. In the garage, there was a laundry basket and in the basket was a few clean, small, white panties. Not terribly interesting, and I didn't take them. I was also scared out of my wits about getting caught skulking around like a creep. Not long after that I had noticed that these curbside charity scams (they claim to use funds from reselling or distributing collected goods for charity,. Why? It scares me.’ ‘Why would me being nice scare you?’ ‘I’m just so used to it being different I guess.’ ‘I like you, I mean so far, you seem nice’ he chuckled, ‘I mean… for the most part. I want to help.’ ‘I don’t even know you. What do you want from me?’ ‘You could turn the bitch thing off for a couple of days but other than that nothing.’ ‘Who are you? Where do you live? How can you arrange all this?’ ‘Anyone ever tell you not to look a gift horse in the mouth?’ His smile was warm and. They lay together cuddling for a few minutes then they realised that they ought to get dressed. Alice might just come home early as it was Friday. Mark began to plump up the settee and straighten the cushions. “I’ll make some coffee,” said Joanie walking into the kitchen. “Coffee, coffee, coffee?” she was humming as she scanned the cupboards. “Top cupboard above the kettle” said a very familiar voice. “Thank y…” Joanie froze. She turned slowly and the colour drained from her flushed face..