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“Get in the bedroom and be my boudoir model.”

She seductively walks into the bedroom and spreads her legs, puts on panties, takes out her toys, and poses in every manner of contortion that gives new meaning to the phrase ‘making love to the camera.’

She sees that I’m rock hard. “Why do you like this so much, Daddy?” she asks.

“I like seeing you through the lens. I like seeing you as others will see you. It makes me hard to think about other men and women getting off to you. I love you so incredibly much and I feel like I’m the luckiest man in the world to have you. Sharing you is my small contribution to the human race.”

“Oh, it’s completely altruistic, is it?”

“Yes, I’m a do-gooder. I should win the Nobel Peace Prize.”

“I think you have a prize piece, now do me good!”

When we both had finished, as she lay next to me, kissing me, she says, “I feel like Dorothy, if the Wizard had fallen in love with her and now she gets to fuck him.”

“I feel like Dr. Marvel,” I say back, “if Dorothy was hotter, sexier, and a nymphomaniac.”

“I’ll click my heels three times and say, ‘All I want to do is bone. All I want to do is bone.’”

[Excerpt from the story, “She’s My Slut (And I Love Her),” from the blog: mysexlifewithlola.com]

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