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like a lighthouse on top of its ripe balls. It’s amazingly realistic-looking and flesh-colored to boot.
    Anatomically-correct veins delta all over its thick shaft, which looks luscious enough to suck.
    Russell turns to me. “All ready for you, baby doll.”
    Hesitating only mildly, I walk to the dildo-strapped seat. Russell helps me to straddle the seat and lower my body onto the upright cock.
    “Easy does it.”
    He makes sure that my pussy hole is atop the dildo’s swollen head. Then he pushes my hips down.
    “Feel it going inside you, baby doll. That’s right. Take it all in for Daddy.”
    I close my eyes to savor the girth of the appendage. I slide it into my wet vagina as far as it can go
    – to the mouth of my cervix. My vulva stops just short of the balls.
    “Now hold on to this,” Russell instructs me, placing my hands on the handle before my seat.
    “Don’t let go.”
    He goes over to the end of the seesaw and straddles it. I can well imagine him playing with his children on this seesaw in the normal father-offspring sense. Which makes his obvious fetishes even more shocking.
    “Comfortable, Gina?”
    “Yes, Daddy,” I squeak.
    He begins to work the seesaw. The entire apparatus creaks with our collective weights. As my end goes up, the dildo presses deeply into me, eliciting a gasp from my throat. I go down again, my stomach lifting, and the dildo seemingly exits an inch out of my pussy.
    The cycle is repeated. And repeated.
    “Like it, Gina?”
    “Yes, Daddy.” My pants are becoming shorter.
    He increases the seesaw’s rhythm. The dildo pummels into my pussy mercilessly. Up. Down. Up.
    Down. The sensation is raw, unnerving and intense. It’s a fucking unlike anything I have ever received.
    Russell’s smile grows broader as a sexual flush spreads from my cheeks to my breasts, which are jiggling with the gravity and exertion.
    On and on we go. My bare feet touch the ground each time I descend, and my legs curl into a squatting position as I lift off once again. As I go higher, my legs dangle off the sides of the seesaw. The dildo is secure and snug inside me. The hard board of the seat slaps into my buttocks each time I go up, and it seems to be rougher and rougher as the seconds tick by. My chest heaves and I can see my breasts dancing.
    “Have you eaten your Brussels sprouts, Gina?”
    I’m almost too breathless to answer.
    “Yes, Daddy.”
    “Good girl. If you go on being such a good girl, I might go easy on your spanking.”
    Spanking? Inwardly, I quail.
    “But I’ve been a good girl, Daddy. Why spank me?”
    “Spanking is always a good thing, baby doll. It teaches you discipline.”
    We go on like this for many stretched minutes, until my head is spinning from motion madness.
    Russell slows us to a gentle halt. He gets off his end and my end of the seesaw plummets, sending a jarring shudder throughout my entire butt. My vagina feels sore with all the fucking.
    He removes me from the dildo, which is now covered with a layer of my fluids. I can hardly stand properly. My entire groin area aches from the pounding I received.
    “How’s my little baby girl holding?”
    “I need to rest a while, Daddy.”
    “Go ahead, doll.”
    He gathers me up in his strong arms and holds me to his chest. My legs dangle off his arm and he supports my back and shoulders with the other. His eyes are crinkled and his mouth is smiling as he looks down at me – naked and vulnerable. He’s so incredibly handsome. I can drown in his splendid blue eyes.
    He carries me into the playroom.
    “Want some more milk, baby doll?”
    “No thank you, Daddy.” My entire body is tingling.
    He puts me on a long couch and lets me be for a while. He turns to busy himself with the rocking horse. His back is to me so I cannot see what he’s doing.
    When he has finished, he beams as he turns to me again.
    “You ready for your spanking, baby doll?”
    My spirits sink. Do I dare say no?
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    I straddle the rocking horse. It’s