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He sat in his session chair and she assumed her position between his legs. He looked down at her bowing head. He was fully aroused by her and she noted the erection tenting the front of his trousers.“Have you been a bad girl?” He asked.“Yes...” She felt her cunt tingle and hoped that she was right about what was to come.“What did you do? Hm? What has my little cunt slut been up to?”“I played with another man. Sir”“Daddy.” He corrected“I played with another man, Daddy.” Once again he had touched some secret river of desire in her. Her excitement and her aching flooded her when she said that.He reached for her chin and raised her face so that they looked into each other’s eyes. “What do you mean by played? Hm?”“I sucked his cock, Daddy.” She nearly came untouched.“Mm Hm?”“And, I fucked him and I let him eat my cunt, and I fingered his ass hole...Daddy.” She was sinking into an erotic malaise.“And, did you enjoy it?”“Yes, yes, Daddy I loved it.”“You have been a bad, bad, little whore.. I kissed her hand and thanked her for the wonderful company. When I looked at her she was looking into my eyes smiling so I leaned ever so slightly forward and she leaned in and kissed me on the lips.Her room door was open behind her. When she kissed me I leaned into her and we stepped into the room kissing intensely.I pushed the door shut behind me and pinned her to the door. She was passionate in her kiss and was holding me tight. Ipulled the back of her dress up and admired her ass in the mirror - lovely rounded peach in a red thong cover by flesh coloured tights.I decided to go for broke and caught her cheeks in my hands pulling them apart and massaging them.We briefly stopped and pulled apart - she looking into my face with lust.I caught her dress and pulled it as high as I could getting caught on her shoulders and we fell onto the bed struggling to get her out of it.She pushed me off her and said she needed to go to the toilet. I sat on the bed frustrated thinking I had lost my.
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