I found this video while browsing for... ummm... something to do *wink*

This is making my pussy seriously wet this morning.  I think I may have to treat it like a follow along, instructional video.

So this morning, finding myself all alone in the house, I reached into my bedside stand and came out with my vibrator.

I was only 5 minutes in when the bedroom door opened and Daddy appeared.  Forgotten wallet be damned.

I got spanked for playing with myself, for still being in bed, and for lying. (Of course I said "nothing" when asked what I was doin' under there...)

Then I had to finish what I'd been doing, standing in the corner, for him to watch.

Guess it really was Hump Day after all.

A woman once told me

If I own a hand held 

Shower massager

And don't LOVE it

Then I'm not using it

Right

And I

agree

I was driving down the interstate the other day and a sudden flush covered my nether regions.

I pulled to the side of the road to remove my coat and bra.

I unbuttoned my shirt all the way down and fondled my tits, right there as cars zoomed by me. Then I pulled my pants off and pulled back onto the highway.

Every truck driver that passed me and looked down got a beautiful shot of my freshly shaved, bare, wet pussy.

There was a wet spot on my seat when I got home, but it was totally worth it.

It never ceases to amaze me how soapy finger in the shower always end up stroking my ass hole.

One... but inevitably two. 

Do you think tub sides are foot width by design or by accident?

When I see a FedEx or UPS truck pulling up our looong driveway, I like to strip and start dusting with the feather duster.

Our front door is frosted, but the front picture window is not. They always look and admire for a moment.

Once I was rubbing my pussy on the couch and didn't hear the truck in the driveway. He stood and watched for more than a couple minutes. He even had the decency to stand where he was least visible, and I let him believe he was unseen.

When I was 18, I volunteered at a nursing home.  Not the kind with really old folks, but the kind where people go to recover from injuries.

There was this one man. He was probably 50, receding hairline, masculine, grandfatherly, but obviously very strict. The kind of guy you can picture being called "Sarge" or "Captain."

One morning I laid across his lap with my skirt pulled up and let him run his hands all over my panty clad bottom.

That was all I was going to let him do, but he turned me on so much that when he noticed how wet my panties were, his fingers slipped beneth the fabric. Moments later, my panties slid down my thighs and he showed me what fingers with half a century of experience could do for me.

The next morning, I showed him what a young, eager mouth could do for HIM.

I have always loved being spanked.

The way the smacks rain down on my ass and vibrate my pussy.

The humiliation of having your bare ass turned up, face turned down in retribution.

Getting exactly what you deserve... knowing the pain will free you of your sin.

Kneeling on the bathroom sink to look at the welts on my ass.

Hiding in my room, fingering my wet pussy afterward.