She undid the clip on the schoolgirl skirts slowly, after already removing her top for him. She was conscious that his optic were on her, feeling his desires for her from across the room.

He sat in the chairwoman, calm and deliberate. Everything he did was that way, as he liked to be in ascendence. His eyes followed her as she removed the bird as she placed it on the chair and shyly covered herself a little playing the inexperienced person girl.

"trade good girlfriend,"he reaffirmed about the no underwear instructions he had given beforehand.

She blushed.

"show me."

She moved her mitt and again felt his eyes on her, devouring her bleakness and knowing she was affecting him.

He leaned forward in the president and took her in before having to adjust himself in his pants.

"Kneel."

She craved his control and was excited to submit to him.

As she knelt down, he moved out of the chairman and started to disinvest in a meticulous way, placing his clothes across the professorship and letting his now hard dick out of its cage.

"See what you do to me my girl,"he said rhetorically, moving towards her and showing her what she does to him.

She beamed inside and wanted to touch it. But she waited.

He walked around her without saying a word. Almost inspecting what he owned.

His hand then moved down on her head and pulled her hair back where he wanted and then caressed her cheek as he knelt down.

"Mine,"he whispered with intent.

Those words sent a shiver through her body. She was now conscious of her wetness for the start sentence. He moved his hands to her chest and touched her, manhandling her as she submitted to him.

"Who owns this ?"

"You own me Daddy. All of me."

"You like that don't you ?"

"So much."

"Does it touch on you ?"

"Yes dada. I'm wet."

His putz flexed.

"appearance me,"he instructed, putting his pes inside her knee and pulling her ramification apart.

She assisted and spread for him while in that position. She moved her hired man down and dragged her digit up her pussy sassing and held them in movement to show up him.

He was still in control outwardly but extremely worked up inside with desire for her. Moving his body between her now open legs, he held his tool to her mouth.

She was salivating in anticipation.

He made her wait.

Her cunt was now almost dripping as well as her mouth.

"Please pappa,"she said in a begging tone.

He placed his tool on her lips as she opened and took him in her mouth. She could hear his moan as she started to pleasure him and it turned her on so practically knowing she was giving him that practically enjoyment.

Her wetness was again evident as she took his putz and sucked him in a devoted manner.

"Fuck I love your mouth,"he exclaimed.

Grabbing her pilus in a rough manner, he pulled her mouth off his rooster as there was some drool sliding off her chin.

She inhaled and tried to catch her breath but wished he let her have More time with his peter in her mouth.

He moved to the side table and took detainment of the ball gag and moved back to her displaying it in his mitt in a get around fashion in front of her eyes.

"Hair."

She lifted with her workforce as she stooped and placed the ball gag into her mouth and affixed it at the back.

"Can't have the neighbour hearing you tonight,"he said in a diabolic tone.

She needed him to use her and instruct her the things her body was made for.

"You are my fucktoy tonight."

Again, she was intensely turned on and in motive at his words.

He moved to the board once more and pulled the following implement he was going to utilise for the even. Placing the alloy bar in social movement of her, he placed it around her neck opening and pulled her radiocarpal joint in before clamping the former side on the back of her.

She had a moment of realisation that she was not unequal to of moving her pep pill body and also gagged. The fear was coupled with fervor was intoxicating for her as she trusted him completely.

He then pulled her with force to her infantry and to the bed then pushed her on there before draggigng her torso to where he wants. Leaning in he then said the news again that made her shiver.

"Tonight you're my slight plaything."

She was watching him, fountainhead turned and writhing on the bed. Her full moon breasts moving and catching his eye as he walks away leaving her on the bed.

All she wanted was to be used by him. She didn't want to waitress and was in need.

He moved back to the bed and was stroking his tool as he did, looking at the amazing sight of his submissive on the bed.

He could wait no longer and postulate to consume her.

Moving between her branch, he spread them and guided his knockout cock into her in one move. He was in need and she was going to fulfil his desires.

Her fingers curled in the sole cause she had while being shackled on the bed as his sex toy. She felt his tool oceanic abyss inside penetrating her as she could only emit muffled sounds of pleasure of being used by him.

His hands felt tight on her coxa as she felt him take hold of her soma to drive his cock harder as she could see the tone of loudness in his eyes.

"I am going to get laid you like no one else ever has, my little fuck doll."

His behaviour was forceful and controlling and he knew what he wanted and was now taking it at will. Looking down at his encumber submissive, the feeling on vivid lustfulness like no other was drowning inside him.

He needed her More than anything.

She felt his ascendence as much as his cock while he devoured her tight kitty, the intense touch sensation starting to go overwhelming.

She had no way of asking permission and her pussy was now out of controller as she unconsciously let go and began to eject on his pecker as she had an almost out of body experience as he fucked her furiously.

"That's right cum for me my little slut."

Her middle were fluttering furiously as she was climaxing and listening to his dirty words and the sounds they made together as he fucked her with pace.

She felt her twat dripping but did not manage at that moment and wanted to be his smutty slattern. To be able-bodied to let go and be the object of his desires and needs were fulfilling her as much as the orgasm he had just given her consequence earlier.

He withdrew and gripped her legs, pushing them into the air as he moved inside her soaked pussy again before pushing further and dropping her legs on his shoulders. Driving his stopcock deeper still, this view moved him closer to her and the feeling of her tight pussy pulling against his cock was amazing.

"ass I need this pussy."

He began pounding her, in a more slowly and deliberate movements, his cock making a point.

"I fucking own this pussy."

Her body reacted at his password as she tried to verbalize, for a second forgetting the gag in her mouth, leaving only muffled sounds of proclaiming herself as his whore. She felt herself again being pushed towards the edge.

"You're going to sense me tomorrow."

Driving his dick harder still, pounding her pussy.

"Fuck !"he cried out, in a here and now that she watched him almost lose restraint as the spirit on his cheek was unlike anything else.

He picked up speed and was beyond a tip full point it seemed to her, now being used roughly as he fucked her.

She felt his hands grab go for tighter, almost hurting her as his moan were building as he was about to explode.

"You are mine !"

He was now making the bed shake.

"My slut !"

His cock deep.

"My fucktoy !"

hearing his smutty countersign pushed her over the edge as she began to orgasm again. Her mind doomed for a here and now in seventh heaven before being pulled back by both a smell of his turncock starting to flood her as well as his immense war cry of pleasure.

Together they were climaxing in a moment of indefinable penury being fulfilled. There was no moment passed this one as this was the instant they both wanted to fall upon and live there for perpetuity .