dada make Me Cum in Front of Strangers.

I met him on the internet. After month of chatting, I was convinced we were in honey. He liked it when I called him dad, so that's all I called him. I just wanted to please him. When he asked for pictures, I buried my hesitation and sent him photos of me. In some of them I was at to the lowest degree wearing underwear, but they were all very compromising. I just wanted to please him.

Finally the day came that we would meet. daddy asked me to suffer him at his work, because even though I was 18, I still lived with my parents. He worked in some office building on the 26nd flooring. The elevator drive up seems to last an eon. I find him easily enough, in the receptive plan billet. He was one desk clerk lost in a sea of many. He greets me with a osculate straight away. I stand awkwardly as his spit salt lick my mouth. I have never kissed anyone before. He asks me to dejeuner, and so we leave.

We step into the elevator. The moment the doors close, he is on me. His hands clench in my hair, his backtalk are hot on mine. The lift slows down and he pushes away from me abruptly. A grouping of 4 men in business suits dance step on, conversing with each other casually. They stand in front of us, seemingly oblivious to our presence. dad slips his arm around my waist and wrench me closer. His hand slides down my body slowly, over the curve ball of my ass, down my thigh. He trails his fingers up and down my bare leg tantalizingly. My breath catches as his hand slides higher and higher, until it is under my chick. I try to surreptitiously shift away, but he steps with me, and the movement draws the attention of one of the byplay men. I try desperately to keep an oblivious look. papa's finger crown are just grazing the rump of my panty now. He presses more firmly into the warmth of my genitals, and I bite my lip.

I make to fight away again, but daddy leans down and says more quietly than a whisper into my ear"I have all the exposure you've sent me. Don't think I won't send them to your parents ”. safekeeping pressure, he begins to saw his hand back and Forth between my wooden leg. My back talk part, and Daddy leans down to lick my temple and nest my hair. I thought he loved me ? Why would he threaten me with those photos ?

The businessman's centre ware trained on the front of my skirt, where I am sure he can see movement. I feel a hot blush rise from my breast to my cheeks. The man's gaze lifts to mine, and he smirked at me knowingly. Why was Daddy doing this ? Couldn't he tell we'd drawn someone's tending ? I elbowed him, and he gives my pussy a weak spank in warning. I clench deliciously, and to my mortification, can finger wetness start out to seep through my pantie. dad pulls my panties to the side of meat, and now his finger's breadth are on bare material body. I can't restraint my whine, and the businessman's smirk only grows. A finger's breadth circles my clit lightly, then puts slight pressure against my kettle of fish. Daddy slowly pushes in until the second knuckle. I look helplessly up at him as he begins to steadily lunge his fingerbreadth in and out of my vagina. I am being fingered in an elevator entire of unknown, by a man twice my age. One of the strangers is watching as I struggle to go along still, to keep tranquilize. A instant fingerbreadth joins the number one, and struggles to ram its way into my squiffy twat. I am throbbing, aching, panting with need. I didn't want it to feel this skillful, but my body is betraying me.

The businessman, from now on let's outcry him Chris, won't tear his heart from my chick. I think daddy finally realised we have a witness, because his fingers are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my tender pussy. My respite is tangible, until Daddy's other hand goes to my forepart, and slowly starts to raise the hem of my bird.

"No.."I groan softly, as his digit fucking pickes up pace again. Nobody but Daddy and Chris seem to see me. dad's finger pull out for a moment, and he quickly yanks my scanty down to just over my knees. My shock absorber ! Chris, a full unknown can see my pussy ! My eyes are welling up at the indignity, but I couldn't help my hips slightly thrusting to meet dad's hand as he pushes two fingers up me again.

Chris takes a sleek footstep back towards me, and none of his supporter notice. He turnes to face me, his smirk becoming devious. Crowded between two bulwark and two men in the nook of the elevator, I can do nothing as Chris brought a finger to my clitoris, and rubs. I am making balmy grunting noises, jerking into the two script pushing me so close to orgasm.

pa is letting a unknown rub me ! It feels so right, and as I grow closer to that splendiferous coming, I can't contain my moan. The remaining three men all turn around and star at the scene in jolt. Chris leans down to bite and lick into the crook of my neck. I let out a shrieking as I cum juicily all over the lot of finger's breadth on my pussy. Chris immediately removes his hand and sucking my juices off his finger, his sultry gaze not leaving mine. daddy's finger's breadth stay inside me as he leisurely take advantage. The remaining men ware absently rubbing their gibbousness as they take in the sight of me. step-in pulled down, skirt pulled up exposing a young slit absolutely drenched. Tears of abasement roll down my impudence but my pelvic girdle sustain thrusting wantonly back onto my pappa's bridge player. He slowly pulls his fingerbreadth out, and I feel relieved. There is a pressure on my back talk, and reflexively I open my oral cavity to the two finger's breadth dad is pushing at me, and suck off my succus.

"That's a good girl"I hear pop say.

I hear a gouge, and the elevator doors finally open. Briskly, pappa drop-off my skirt and pulls up my panties. Everyone silently steps out of the elevator. I shamefully continue my regard down .