He straightened, eyeing my youthful, schoolgirl looks. And I could see why. xxx 18 The thought raced down my spine and into my nethers. “What is this place, Daddy? A sexy, hunky, wonderful hypocrite. Daddy fucked me hard. Two weeks ago, I was working on the garden outside our church, Thousand Oaks Methodist, when I discovered Daddy fucking Donna Paxtor, married to Deacon Bill, over his desk. I stroked it with my left hand and moaned, savoring the wicked thrill. I wondered what his cock was like. “Oh, my Lord,” I gasped, watching in fascination of one woman sucking another’s nipples. “Morning, dear.” She gave Daddy a kiss on the mouth. His face was chiseled, his black hair short with sexy wings of gray sweeping from the temples. His cock came out, hard and aching for
