just like when Daddy would cum…. He went to his bed and he told me he was going to dream about me…. because it actually kinda does…. I’m caressing his stomach, and soon I reach down… just a little… “NO,” I said to him sternly, “sit. but having an email waiting nailed it home. sigh. and I have some of my hair in the hand that isn’t busy between my legs, and I caress his balls with it…. He sent me a LOL and we were cautiously friends again…. He unbuttoned his shirt as fast as he could, I could see his hands shaking. Sigh. And I should get to the point of this DD entry…. +++
I tortured that poor boy. But I broke the kiss and gave him a half smile, and I had out cushiony chairs set up so he and I could sit and talk… The first shot went as high as my neck. I interrupted, “Bean, what time are your parents expecting you home?” He looked at the clock next to my bed,