A new slut for Daddy’s friends – read Part 1 here, Part 2 here.
“You’re going to do anything I say, right?” She nodded,
“Yes, anything, please fuck me Vada, PLEASE!”
“Oh, you’re going to get fucked,” I laughed. “Tim!” Tim was in his 50s and looked it. He’d been waiting right outside the door – rubbing his stubby little cock and getting ready for her final test.
Nerd girl’s eyes widened but I hastily reassured her – “Don’t worry, he’s just here to help us have some fun. You’re my good girl, aren’t you? You trust me?” She nodded.
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Normally when people mention looking glass they are talking about about one’s own self reflection. When I talk about the looking glass I am talking about my reflection from mirrors. Sometimes even windows and doors, anything that shows my reflection. I often find myself looking through the glass just to check my self out. The way I look at it is you can stare so I can too. And hey I do not blame you, like look at how good look. I can’t even stop looking at my sexy body.