Whispered feverish lecherous words, her ear full of them as she types them for me. My breathing sharply pitched, almost frenzied. Arousal taking any semblance of calm from me, I lean in close so my words are felt on her ear as I corrupt her with my tales.

Her blouse, so innocent and pure, virginal white silk I do believe, is slowly teased open as I tell my tales. She has forgotten she is even clothed, my words have laid her soul bare and she cannot deny they are in her now, violating her...

She pulled her top down slowly, teasingly revealing lil bits of her breasts to me. She knew I loved tan lines and liked to drive me nuts, not showing me everything. I could almost smell the coconut oil on her skin... . could imagine the taste of her nipples coated with it.

As I watched her on the webcam she playfully let strap fall off her shoulder but still didn't reveal herself to me. I was going nuts, my hard cock already out an in my hands, I wanted to reach through the screen and gr...

"Shhhhhhhh" His breath tickling her ear. "Shhhh now. Stay still."

She was still. His body seemed to almost mold to hers, his naked form, hard cock, muscles, arms, legs, so close they seemed to be part of her as he stood behind her. His arms around her, one hand resting just inches above her shaved pussy, the other hand resting on her neck.

"Shhhhh now. . ." She felt his lips kissing her neck and shivered. "Shhhh it's almost time." His voice had a calming effect on her. It was like ...

The clay had been worked so long it was warm to my touch. I had been sculpting it for hours and hours, I was not even sure if it was day or night anymore. Out of the slippery wet clay I had formed her though, a thing of pure beauty.

My hands had drawn her from the earth I worked. Like some elemental force she had taken form before me, I was only the instrument any more, she was the artist. Her heavy breasts were formed by my hands but I was breathless to see how they would turn out. My fingers ...

For Annie, a trip to the market was more then just a shopping trip; it was a whole world of adventure. Grasping Daddy’s hand tightly she walked along with wiggling and twisting motions, suppressing her natural urge to skip as she was so happy. Her pretty sun dress swirled and twirled around her curvy body and she grinned as Daddy looked over at her gyrations. She had the form that was perfect for a baby girl. . .heavy breasts, a little plump through the ass for spankings, lots and lots of soft grab friendly...