Daddy s DiaryChapter 11
Several days passed after my clandestine encounter with Amber. As has become the norm, my brain and my penis remained in an ongoing battle of wills. My brain continually told me that what I was engaging in was wrong on so many levels and could lead only to disaster. However, my penis continued to get hard anytime I thought about what it felt like to fuck Amber or Dylan. And most of the time, the smaller head won the battle. I received an email from Peter yesterday saying he needed to talk...