It read simply, “Call me. XXX Hot You see I’d noticed something about Sabine’s use of paternal pronouns. It seemed to me that things were spinning rapidly out of control, and I had no idea how to handle it. What are you doing too me?” she’d cry, all fear, and confusion, but than as I continued to lick, and suck on her creamy flesh, her voice would become more lustful, “Ooooodaddy, it feels so good.”
I must have once again become really, deeply involved with fantasizing about my little girl, because I had her out of the shower, and bent over the bathroom sink when I was suddenly startled by a light rapping at my chamber door. The whole thing was making my head hurt, and besides, it was time to go to work. It startled me a little, but as soon as I
