I needed something to cum on and rubbing my clit was no longer going to be enough. Daddy ignored my outburst and moved my legs to wrap around his waist. His hands were firmly holding my ass, steadily pushing me onto his cock. My head fell back to lean on the cool tile behind me. “Sometimes Daddy won’t be around when you need cock baby girl,” Daddy explained. “Mommy will make sure anal you get what you need so babe when she tells you to fuck, you fuck. Understand? Disobeying her is just like disobeying Big Dick me little girl.” He was Blowjobs moving my body Hardcore up and down onto him now, using my whole body to fuck his cock as he lectured me. I looked down to see his fat dick splitting open my pussy, my lips spread wide around his girth. My clit was out from under its hood and hard. “Ugh your twat is still so tight baby. Daddy loves how hot and hard you squeeze my dick,” Daddy grunted, his arms bulging with the effort from holding me up. “Fuck yea that’s good pussy!” Daddy pushed my back fully against the wall, pinning me there so he could fuck me faster. His hips pumping up into my cunt, my body jostling with each trust. I felt so helpless and small being fucked like that, no part of my body touching the ground or in control. I was 100% Daddy’s play thing. I loved it. With our new position Daddy was bottoming out in my cunny, his cock slamming repeatedly into my cervix. “Mmm hmm.” I hummed enjoying the cum. All from happy, sad, fear, confusion and lust. I trust my intuition. She withdrew her hand from Kelly’s breast, watching it jiggle enticingly as she did, and brought her knife to the girl’s waist. And she was gone all day until late evening and then came in to partake in a snack and retire to her room for the night. “When you get married don’t you Hardcore have sex with them?”, she asked laughing loudly in her slutty way. James shuddered as he described his painful transformation and loss of control in the face of desperation and desire. “C’mon boy get your clothes off already, what are you waiting for?” she said. Just like herself. “Well you can stay here tonight. Blowjobs He kisses me, while his hands roam gently over my back and down to my bottom, giving it a firm squeeze, or perhaps easing a finger into Big Dick my pussy arousing me before pushing me away and waving his hand to dismiss me, leaving me roused and frustrated at least for now. She anal was moving her legs together babe and apart, then squirming in her seat. But I could not deny the obvious. Dinner went surprisingly well, beginning with drinks on the patio, reminding me of the first time Daryl and Jasmine met. “This jacket came from Bond Street, this skirt came from Paris, blouse from Milan” and so it went. It was beyond my imagining. “Ooh, you got lovely boobies, Mrs. Davies,” Kyleigh said.