Chapter 1 :

Come With Me, My love.

Standing alone, his powerful chest and arms are publicise, garb with Patrick White tribal harem rear end in an vast multi-colored flowered meadow. The warm sun gleams through the callosal mountains that surround him in the space, shimmering on the flowing river. A piece of cake gently rustles the Mary Jane as a cacophony of whispers fills the atmosphere of the meadow.

Among the many voices he hears Destinee 's voice majestically call to him, `` St. David my honey, my King seminal fluid with me. ''

It distinctly whispers echoes above the others `` Where are you ? '' Turning his head searching for her. The air around him begins flexing, he examines his tree branch and neck from this unusual sensation, he senses repose, not fear.

Her vocalisation is in the flow of the wind surrounding him.

'' St. David my passion, my Billie Jean King. ``

She appears before him in an amber silk high split, Thera dress golden arm cuff, and prosperous hair precious stone throughout her long butterfly locs. She smiles and reaches out her manpower

'' Come with me, my love. '' All of the other whispers violently vanish in an explosive whooshing strait

Though she stands before him, her part surrounds him in a swell echoing whisper.

'' Like an Malus pumila Tree among the Tree of the forest, so is my beloved among the men, with great delectation I will sit in your nuance and your fruit will be sweet-smelling to my taste. ``

He gives his bridge player gazing upon her glorious elegance and beauty in awe of her, they run through the field holding hands as she leads him.

She looks back over her shoulder joint to him smiling. A vision is cast into his mind of her, kneeling before him feeding his longsighted hard cock into her far-flung oral cavity pleasing him. They are both enraptured in lust and desire.

They continue running until they reach a river, near the undersurface of a falls. Caressing one another with her head leaning on his pectus, she says to him `` My dear, come with me. '' He holds her boldness and asks `` Where to ? '' As he does, the wind now howls, swaying the trees. They look around. `` No, not yet, please ! '' She cries. He looks and calls her public figure `` Destinee ? ! ''

Men materialise from the mud of the solid ground in antediluvian garb and shawls insure their faces armed with spears, they attack Saint David. He attempts to fight them off yet they overpower him with ease and attract their spears on him ! `` Please no ! Destinee cries out ! Silver shackles and chains are ejected from the earth binding his hands, feet, and neck.

Destinee runs to him in doing so, the twist speeds increase and are now roaring she stretches her arms to him as the force of the malarkey is too great `` My beloved ! '' She shouts `` Destinee ! '' He wails, fighting and pulling the chain but to no service. He reaches out to her, there is fear in her eyes ! The force of the wind instrument becomes too powerful to resist any longsighted, it sweeps her off of her foundation, and hurls her through the air over the Tree and out of Saint David 's sight ! `` Desineeeee ! '' He calls out to her enraged, mazed, and charge !

Chapter 2 :

The Morning after

'' Destinee, Destinee, Destinee ! '' calling out to her tossing and turning in his bed, he wakes abruptly in a cold sweat gasping searching his consistency for chains. Fully conscious he understands it was a dream, though it felt so real to him, he plant life his face in his palms perplexed. He notices he no longer feels the weight of her body laying on him anymore he turns over to see if she is laying in the large bed, he does n't see her.

'' Destinee ? '' He calls out to her anticipating her answer. There is n't one. Putting his night clothes on he walks across the hallway to the node room and knocks `` Destinee ? '' He calls, no answer. He begins to care. Unexpectedly he hears sizzling and a delightful fragrance fills his nostrils. He heads downstairs and walkway to the kitchen. His spirit is secure, he is alright because she is okay. There she is, wearing only pink lacing panties and his wanton blue dress shirt with the sleeve rolled up, her whisker is pulled back in a ponytail making him breakfast, pancakes, oatmeal, bacon, and eggs.

He smiles. `` Wow ! You went all out Huh ? ''

She looks to him with a hopeful smiling,

'' I hope you slept well ? I did n't want to stir up you so early and I did n't know what time you went to work. I got up early and showered to make sure you ate before you left. I hope you do n't mind ? ``

'' No, not at all. I appreciate it… '' She warms his heart. `` battercake are my best-loved breakfast dish. '' He examines her body in his shirt `` tinker's damn she 's so sexy in my shirt ! '' He thinks to himself.

'' I borrowed your shirt if you do n't listen ? '' She smiles while stirring the food for thought.

'' You look ripe than me in it. ''

She blushes. `` You 're so sweet Mr. King. '' She stares at him. For a brief moment, they watch each other, silently. Thinking to themselves about the events of close Night.

'' Do I have clip to shower before you 're done ? '' He asks.

'' I 'm almost done but yes. You have time. '' She kindly responds.

Walking up to her while she cooks at the kitchen range, he wraps his arms around her, hugs her with a loving embrace, she shuts her eyes, receiving his embrace she is sensitive to his touching she feels secure in his hard weapon. The aroma of her hair's-breadth pleases him, kissing her on the back of her headway whispering `` Thank you. '' In her ear. These two Holy Scripture warm her soul.

Setting the spatula aside she begins to rick toward him in his weapon. Facing him she looks into his eyes, she tugs him into her by his shirt and kisses him gently rubbing her nose and sassing on his. `` The scent of our lovemaking still rests on your rim, my love. '' Calmly she remark and licks his lips. He basks in her desire for him. His, prick is becoming hard he pulls her tight and close by the small of her vertebral column stroking her face with the fingers of his proper hands, and muddle her with a lingua buss. They moan holding each other, being inside one another 's grasp kindles fire of their desires once again.

'' My. King '' she utters in between their deep osculation but not wanting to end. `` The food my love. '' He pulled back gently making trusted to hold her from the heat of the range as the noise of the sizzling increases and a light smoke rises from the pan. `` I do n't want to sting the food, my love. '' He smiled at her and she smiled back. `` You 're right, I 'm no-account I got a little gestate away. '' He apologized. She bit her lips `` It 's fine, you might desire to hurry on that shower so you can eat before work ? ``

'' Oh yes. You 're right. '' Still admiring her beautiful, radiant, golden illumination tegument enhanced by the sun glowing around her through the window. `` Go ! '' gently pushing his chest and giggling, he makes her blush. And she brings him peace. `` Okay ! '' He makes his way to his room to get in the shower bath. As the water runs over his consistency he thinks strongly to himself about everything natural event and his dream and what it could stand for.

'' David… What are you doing bruh ? We are going to get in some unplayful difficulty if mortal finds out about us ! But why does my heart finger the way it does about her, I 'm so depict to her, this is n't like me. And what the hell was that dreaming about ? Maybe we just need to take things slow, maybe at least until she turns eight-teen… Yeah, I need to talk to her about this ! No more sex ! … For now at least ! ``

Chapter 3 :

'' I 'm Your King, Yes ? ``

He dresses in a tan two-piece two-button slim fit courtship, silk blanched dress shirt, a gold Michael Kors automatic scout. Brown Oxford Monk dress shoes. With a few sprays of Bleu De Channel cologne water to match his trunk wash and oils his groomed face fungus. He comes back on a lower floor with an hour left to get to turn. She waits for him at the table, as she sees him her typeface lights up with arousal.

She watches him as he walks. He walks with self-confidence, assured of himself, strong, but not cocky. There was a humility in the strength that he gave off. Seeing the way he carries himself makes Destinee wet. He pulls his chairman back and sits at the table. `` This looks absolutely luscious ! '' Look at his plate.

'' Yes… Yes, it does… '' Destinee responds, looking at him. David smiles trying to ignore her scuttlebutt.

He takes a bite of the pancakes and closes his optic `` Mmmmm, this is excellent ! ''. `` You like it ? '' She asks.

'' Oh, yes absolutely. This might be proficient than my mother 's preparation. '' Continuing to eat.

She smiles, pleased to see he loves her cooking. She begins to eat.

'' I made you a smoothie as well. It 's in the fridge. It should facilitate with energy and protein while you 're out today seeing we were up so deep. '' She was getting to his tenderness.

'' Ms. hill ? ''

'' Yes, My queen ? ''

'' You did n't have to do all of this for me. ``

'' well, why not ? I did tell you, you were my King no ? I want to answer you and be sure as shooting you have all that you need… ''

His heart was overcome with the warmth of her kindness.

He sits up in his chairwoman putting his fork down and wipes his cheek with his napkin. sheep pen his hands and sets his elbows on the table and takes a deep breath.

'' Destinee… We need to talk. ``

'' …. Ye -- Yes… ? '' She stutters with vexation, a look of heartache heartache her face.

He stands up from the mesa and walks over to her, reaches his paw out to her, gesturing to her to stand with him. She does.

'' Destinee, I think we 're moving too fast. '' He claims

'' You think so ? '' She responds `` Was last dark not real to you ? Did it stand for nothing ? '' She replies.

'' No ! Not at all ! Last night was with child ! The advantageously ever… I just… ''

'' Just, what ? Is there someone else ? Am I not enough for you ? '' Her eyes suit teary-eyed.

He holds her face and kisses her os frontale. `` That 's not it. Do n't ever say that ! I just want to make water certainly there 's more than to us than sex. ''

'' David… When you told me you loved me… Did you stand for it ? ``

He stares into her cherished eyes.

'' Yes… '' he confesses.

'' Then that 's all that thing ! '' With her handwriting on his dresser, she snuggles herself to him.

'' St. David, just as you do n't devolve in love life so easily, neither do I, and just as you love hard… So do I. Yet here we are… When I told you I love you I meant every bit of it ! '' She insists.

'' When will you be 18 ? '' He asks

'' Soon enough… '' She rebuts.

'' Destinee… ''

She interrupts `` Do you believe in love at initiative sight ? ``

'' I think, I do now… ''

'' Then believe my love life for you is veridical, and that will be enough for us… '' Her script walk down his abs.

'' Destinee.. '' He gently attempts to move her hands, she brushes his hands aside. `` No ! I told you this belongs to me ! '' Her assertiveness turns him on. She unbuckles his belt and pants, staring passionately into his eyes.

'' Destinee I 'm going to be late to wo -- ''

His hands still on her face, she pulls his drawers down over his cock with every stroke she feels him growing openhanded in her delicate hands.

He exhales in satisfaction and she kisses his rim. She is a frightening weakness to this strong man, quickly becoming his Kryptonite.

'' TELL ME… Tell me, this dick belongs to me ! ``

'' Oh ! You are unsafe ! '' He fights back trapped in his desire for her and fear of the unknown.

He resists her as best as he can `` No ! '' He says but he knows he 's breaking down.

She grips his prick tighter giving it a slight and entitle tug looks down at it she fixes her lips opens her hand exposing his dick and spitting on it `` Ah piece of ass ! You are so nasty ! '' He moans loudly.

'' I said narrate me it 's mine daddy ? Now ! '' She whines like a sexy, spoiled bratty teenager.

She is taming him like a Leo the Lion ! Stroking his fountainhead with a house grip, she cups her manus using her fingers to massage his magnified shaft in her hands. She 's getting wet from the expiation of seeing him become vulnerable to her touch.

David has enough ! Sliding his hands from her soft face to her throat grabbing her firmly but not enough to hurt her, quickly walking her back and pressing her into the bulwark. She gasps and bites her bottom lip.

'' When I say no ! I mean it ! '' He asserts with a unrelenting phonation. He loves what she is doing to him but he ca n't let himself lose control, not bring in.

'' Have I awakened the beast, my love ? '' She teases.

'' You have not fucking idea ! ``

'' display me then ! '' Still stroking his meat in her hands.

He desires her but not on her terms this time. But his. He pins her against the bulwark ; her hands are still on his shaft !

'' Move your custody NOW ! '' With a calm authority.

She was so wet for him. `` Or what ? '' She challenges him.

She begins sliding down to wall preparing to kneel before him. He lifts her by the throat with pacify strength. He removes her hand with one swat from his free bridge player, staring her passionately in her heart. He rips open the dress shirt of his she wears revealing her perky breasts to him.

'' Spread your thigh now ! I guess daddy 's going to give birth to be late today because he has to instruct you a fucking lesson ! Now spread those sexy ass thigh for me ! '' He commands her, snatching off his suit jacket and tossing it to the floor.

'' Mmmmm yes, daddy ! '' She obeys. He awakens all of the lust cryptical interior of her. His bridge player on her waist he licks her ear and whispers to her `` I am your King yes ? ``

'' Yes… '' She utters in a passionate hiss.

His hands slide up to her breast.

'' I want to find out you say it ! wait me in the eyes and tell me… I 'm your power ! ``

Her breathing becomes expectant. `` Yessss… '' She utters lustfully

His hands on her sensitive pap he begins to tug them gently, leaning his ear to her lips…

'' Yes, what ? '' He commands

'' You are, MY KING ! '' She moans and kisses his ear.

He kisses her with his tongue trench in her mouth `` dear ! Unbutton pappa 's shirt '' She unbuttons his shirt as he tells her, he kisses her slowly and passionately for being a dear girl and obeying.

'' Good, now… Do n't you actuate ! You hear me ? ``

'' Yes, dada I wo n't, I promise ! '' She immediately responds.

'' You stay right shtup here. '' He looks at her set to consume her. She is so wet for him. He tosses his shirt to the reason.

He walks to the cabinet and grabs chocolate sirup sauce. He fills a medium-size trough with affectionate weewee. Setting the trough on the tabular array, he stands before her again. Licking his lips. `` sentence to do to you what I 've wanted since I first saw you. Take off daddy 's shirt ! ``

'' Yes, papa. '' She begins to take it off.

'' Slowly ! '' He commands, watching her with the drinking chocolate sauce in one paw and stroking his cock with the other.

Sliding one shoulder out slowly, she looks down at him stroking his long dick, she lusts for it, she licks and bites her lip in a burning desire for him.

'' Did I say you could attend at it ? ``

'' But dadd -- ''

'' spirit, at me ! '' He authoritatively interrupts.

She obeys. `` Yes dada I 'm sorry… ''

'' He walks up to her while she 's still taking off his buck shirt. His tip touches her belly as he strokes it. `` Spit on daddy 's peter '' he commands. She obeys and spits a gob on his pecker. For a legal brief moment, he allows her to observe him stroke his hanker, girthy peter. He sees it takes everything in her not to touch his cock as her hands are flinching in her desire to grab him yet resisting. Then he backs away `` Alright that 's enough eye back up here ! '' He instructs her. She finishes taking off his shirt and tosses it.

'' Remove your ponytail. ``

'' Yes. pappa. '' She complies

'' That 's a good missy, do as daddy says and you 'll be rewarded. Disobey and you 'll be punished. You understand ? ``

'' Yes, daddy… I understand. '' She tries laborious not to smile like the young spoiled teenage girl she is, knowing she was getting exactly what she wants from him. The fact that he is choosing to be recent to sour, for her, makes her get it on him all the more. He takes off his pants and skid standing before her, seeing her like this made his dick hard as sword. Her curves, her juicy white meat, sweetness pussycat lips, and long beautiful whisker. He shakes his head in disbelief that a charwoman can be this magnificent.

He pours the chocolate sauce down her neck, it drips onto her pap, his hand on the back of her capitulum he pulls her hair tilting her read/write head back he licks his firm tongue on her soft delicate skin tasting her neck opening sending signal of enjoyable genius throughout her offspring mingy dead body `` Yesssss daddy… You 're so good to me… '' She whimpers, her eyes roll to the dorsum of her head thoroughly enjoying his strong bosom ! To her, this is her man ! She loves him, yes deeply ! Like a moth to the flame, she is inevitably drawn to him. She desires nothing but him, her man… Her Billie Jean Moffitt King, making sweet passionate love to her. She wants him all to herself and she gets what she wants.

He gathers her titty together, sucks her pap lifting her breast toward her sassing he licks his clapper from the bottomland of her mammilla into her mouth forcing her taste herself with him pressing her nipples into her lips he makes her lick her nipples with him.

This drives her uncivilized ! She reaches to wreak with her wet snatch. He snatches her hand away and she gasps

'' Not without my permit ! This twat belongs to me now ! '' He objects with strong and calm authority. She throws her back begging him to countenance her. As he pulls her nipples tighter, his tongues deep in her mouth.

'' You better not so much as cum without my permission. Do you hear me ? ! ``

'' Yesssss. '' She moans

His script grips her throat `` Yes what ? ! ``

'' Yes, my King ! ''

His right hand clutches her throat, he sucks and slurps her mamilla, his exit glides down her soft belly. He stuffs his big paw down her pantie feeling her lovely wetness massaging her polish lips. She moans and scratches the wall, her legs outset to shake.

'' Mmmm, is all of this wetness for pop ? '' Starring her in the eye, chocolate sauce from her cervix glazes his beard.

She nods her head.

He easily inserts his finger into her.

'' Ahhh ! ! My God ! '' Gripping his forearm brace from the expiation he causes her.

'' I asked you a doubt ! ``

'' Yes, daddy… This is for you ! You turn me on child ! ! I ca n't help oneself it ! I want you ! '' Looking into his eyes affectionately

He inserts another finger, fingering her sweet-scented welcoming pussy.

'' That 's a good slight little girl. When daddy asks you a motion you answer him ! Do you discover me ? ! ``

'' Yes ! '' She moans immediately. The pleasure he brings her is overwhelming. As he fingers her, she begs him to let her grab a handgrip of him, he permits her to. She latches onto his back, her painted nails scratching him ! He grunts from the pain… But he takes it. His finger's breadth Pound her dripping snatch, they kiss passionately making her more than wet !

'' dada ! ! ! ! Yessssss pa ! ohhhhh ! ``

'' You 're so sexy, baby ! '' He tells her and kisses her passionately.

'' Thank you, daddy ! ``

He plucks his fingerbreadth from inside of her wet warmth. They are coated with white cream. She pants from the pleasure her soundbox feels…

'' Mmmm, would you look at that, we have ourselves a creamer. '' He sucks his cream-covered fingers into his mouth, `` Oh, baby you 're so smutty. '' She pleads `` Only for you. '' He replies. `` Open up '' he commands, immediately her mouth is open air. `` Now wet-nurse your cherubic cream from pappa 's fingers. '' She sucks his fingerbreadth `` Mmmmm '' she delights, her tongue swirling them. `` Yeah…. That 's a in force girl ! Now…. suction daddy 's gumshoe ! ''

This is like sweet music to her ears.

'' YES, pappa ! ! ! '' She 's been waiting to find out those words. Eagerly she falls to her knee `` Aht aht… postponement. '' He says before dripping the chocolate sauce on his putz, she watched as it dripped on his rotating shaft, like a starvation lioness she watched impatiently. `` Now suck… Slowly. ''

She kisses his prick.

'' Thank you, my King. '' Slowly stroking his shaft she smears his tip on her brim closing her eye. `` I want you to feel the love I have for you ... My Billie Jean King. '' Groping his testis lovingly with her other hand. `` I want to surrender all of myself to your majesty ... I do n't want anyone else to have you… '' David 's heart melting at the sound of her hunger for him as his centre roll to the spine of his point satisfied by her love.

opening move her mouth wide she begins to overindulge her mouth with his cock, looking at him with her big hazel eyes as she pleases him, her kitty is juicy and wet from the taste perception of his pecker on her lingua, back and forth her mouth slides. Jacques Louis David loves her, she drives him wild but he had to prompt her who was in control. Tenderly brushing her whisker aside he strokes her face lovingly. He holds her by the English of her face and pulls himself from her mouth, as spitting and umber run down her chin. `` I do n't remember giving you permission to speak… ''

'' I 'm sorry Dadd -- ''

'' reefer out your tongue ! '' He interrupts

She does as she 's told, her long, moist tongue out of her rim prepared for him. Grabbing his tool to keep in line his pass he polishes her tongue she moans as he makes her taste him. `` You love the taste of this shaft do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, dad ! I do ! ! ''

'' trade good. Do you have a go at it daddy ? ``

'' Yes… Daddy, I do '' She continues to taste him caressing his dick on her tongue.

'' That 's a trade good young lady, Now open up so you can feel how much pa loves you. spirit daddy 's love deep in your throat ''

'' Yes, dad ! ! ! '' She obeys and opens her mouthpiece spacious, relaxing her pharynx for him.

'' Nnnnn, GHH GHH GHH ! '' Her mouth is full phase of the moon of cock. `` That 's redress, feel daddy 's love inside you, princess ! '' He thrusts his manhood deep into her throat `` Aaaahhhh yes baby ! You please daddy so well princess ! '' Her eyes were watering. Seeing himself choke up in her sass was a visual modality to behold now he could see her in the light, her pretty, delicate, vernal pharynx in activeness. Her hands affectionately on his thighs he force-feeds her to a greater extent of him. Though she loves him, it 's more than than she can guide as her body begins to vibrate, her hands on his thigh she taps him but he ignores her. He drives her state of nature and she loves him her cunt backtalk are thumping in anticipation of his incursion ! `` Ghhh ! Ghhh ! Ghhhn ! '' She gags on his hawkshaw. `` MMMMMM ! ! '' The sound of her spokesperson is muffled by this rooster down her throat. Her legs shake, she lets out a muffled squeal

'' MMMMMMMMMM ! ! ! ! '' Hands on the side of her face, he plucks himself out of her mouth !

'' Did you just cum ? ! '' He asks her demanding to be intimate !

Her oral sex down breathing heavily

She licks her lip `` I 'm sorry daddy I tried to tell you, but your sweet dick was late in my throat ! ! ... '' She says to him so sweetly.

'' Get up ! Now ! '' He commands, helping her to her feet. Staring her down `` What did daddy tell you ? ``

'' Not to cum, without your permission… '' Her top dog is down.

He lifts her head with his handwriting, his ovolo on her chin.

'' And did you obey me ? Or Disobey me ? ``

'' But my Kin -- ''

'' We 're, you disobedient ? ! ! '' In a stern phonation, now he stood intrude to nose with her, their lips touching.

'' I was disobedient, my King… '' She whispers. Their bodies and sass are so close when she licks her brim her tongue grazes his lips. His stature intimidates her, she loves the tone of him ruling her. Her fire burns for him and he sees it all in her eye as he stares at her with great zeal !

'' And what did I say would find if you disobeyed ? '' Tilting his head teacher, he kisses her glazed, chocolate-covered dick-sucking lips.

'' My King said that I would be punished… '' Wanting to meet his chest, her hand reluctantly stays down. Taking the towel from the warm bowl of urine, he rings it out on her neck as the water flows down her breast. He tenderly cleans her nerve. He kisses her and bends her over the side of the rectangular table, he takes his belt from his pants on the level.

He wraps his belt around her cervix and fastens it firmly. She is wet with anticipation of him that her love for him drips down her second joint.

Quickly he cleans his cheek and gumshoe from the chocolate not wanting to infect her. The remaining water he pours on her cheeks. It runs down her ass, and thighs making her peel glisten in the light.

'' You are so bed sexy ! ( admiring her fast ass bent over his tabular array ) But you are also so… fucking… disobedient ! ! .. ''

'' I 'm grim daddy… '' biting her lip and trying not to let him see her smile as he gives her what she wants ...

'' You will be ! ... ``

She clinches the table

He pulls her drumhead back by the leather belt wrapped around his hand, and he spanks her wet ass.

'' Did n't daddy '' ( spank ) ... `` severalize you '' ( spank ) ... `` NOT to cum '' ( SPANK ) `` WITHOUT ! His permission ? ! ! ! '' SPANK, SPANK, SPANK ! ! Between each spank, she let out a groan of thoroughgoing pleasure.

Gasping heavily `` Yes. Daddy… I 'm sorry… ''

SPANK ! ! `` Then why did you defy me ? hmm ! ``

She began sniffling, tears running down her face…

SPANK ! ! ! SPANK ! ! Her fat ass was becoming perch red from his spanking.

'' I asked you a question ! '' He notices she is crying, he drops the belt immediately and tends to her. `` Why did you check daddy ? '' She whimpers.

'' I hurt you ? '' He says lovingly

'' No, My King, these are bust of pleasure… And love… I deserve to be spanked and punished. I need to be taught a lesson… ''

His tenderness sank for her…. Leaning over her he kisses her back talk, and licks her tears.. grab the swath, shoves his peter inside of her dripping kitty, using the whack wrapped around her neck to pull her head teacher back again for leverage and command, and fucks her estimable and hard ! !

'' Yessss Daddy ! ! Yessss ! ! I 'm so good-for-naught daddy ! '' She yells, clinging to the edge of the heavy table as it shakes and thuds from his domination of her.

Her luscious, plump, wet ass impudence clap loudly on his pelvis, as he pounds her ! `` pop ! Daddy ! I 'm cum -- OOOOOHHHH MY GOD ! ! ''

Her soaking pussy tightens and hold his dick and she orgasms and squirts all over his peter making her body drop off command !

'' You sexy, fucking, disobedient, disaffected little bitch ! You came again, did n't you ? ``

'' Yes pa, I 'm sorry ! '' She replies.

'' Did you ask me for permission ? '' Now slowly pounding her from behind.

'' But DaDDy ( pounding ) you ( pounding ) fUCk me so go -- ''

Interrupting by snatching her fountainhead back by the belt around her throat as he 's still pounding her sweet snatch `` Did you ask for license ? ``

'' No daddy.. '' Biting her lip hiding her smile. `` I ( pounding ) Think I ( Pounding ) NEed more ( Pounding ) PUNIShment… ''

'' You nasty little girl… cum here, on your human knee NOW ! '' Yanking himself out of her dessert wet pleasure hole. And forcing her to her genu. His peter scintillation with her wet ointment `` afford up that rebellious picayune mouthpiece of yours… ''

'' Yes, Daddy '' She obeys him.

He thrusts his cream-coated manhood into her warm backtalk, shoving his meat into her throat !

'' MMMMMMM… GHHH, GHHH, GHHH, GHHH '' She gags on his gist as he force-feeds her.

'' That 's right, suck up all the cream off of pa 's shaft ! '' Her kitty-cat drips from him dominating her. The feeling of her man, her Billie Jean King, filling up her crocked pharynx set her ablaze !

He squats down a bit groping her stiffly nipple pinching them using them to pull in himself into her mouth ! He yanks himself loose from the suction of her sloppy wet mouth as she pants for air !

'' Have you learned your lesson yet ? ''

Gasping for air `` Mmmm Yes, dada ! It wo n't happen again… '' She pleads.

'' Good ! '' He counters.

Chapter 4 :

'' distinguish Me You Love Me, dada ! ``

He swipes the tabular array clearing it free of their food making a muddle on the floor but not caring. Gently tugs on the rap around her cervix for her to make a motion with him as he lays on the table. `` Now ride dada 's dick ! ''

'' My King, may I have permission to speak ? '' She begs.

'' license granted ! '' Laying on his back.

She climbs atop his organic structure and doodly-squat over him, grabs ahold of his dick grinding his tip on her wet button preparing to delight herself with his fat cock.

'' That 's redress baby, put daddy 's dick in you ! ``

Slowly sliding him into her, she lets out a gasp of pleasance, she whips her head back throwing her tomentum behind her and begins to ride him in cowgirl. Her hands on his chest holding on to him.

'' pa, I love you, your gumshoe feels so good inside of me ... '' looking into his eyes while riding him.

'' Thank you for letting me ride you, and please you. ``

'' You 're welcome sister '' his bridge player on caressing her thighs easing up her side. `` You ride daddy so dear princess… ''

'' Thank you daddy '' She responds in pleasure with a baffle bratty smile on her face.

'' Oh my GOD baby you 're so besotted ! '' He shouts. Her breast bouncing in his face. He grips her hips and helps her to stuff down onto him.

'' Daddy, wo n't you order me you love me… Please ? '' She whines softly.

Lovingly staring her in the middle `` shuffle, me ! '' He challenges her. She leans toward his face, still riding him and slowly twisting her hips in a circular move, her helping hand embrace his face, she kisses him, her tongue deep in his mouth and he receives it, she makes him taste their love from sucking his dick. Her cover girl ambrosia, umber sauce, the residue of his essence on her knife, all of it, she makes him smack it.

'' Do you sample our erotic love, my King ? ! '' She caresses his grimace and fucking him.

'' Yes, baby, we taste so honorable together. '' He responds.

She smiles. `` Is this serious pop or do you like it like this ? ``

She lifts one leg over him turning her rachis to him she shoves him back inside of her she rides him overturn cowgirl showing him her plump ass and tight exposed ass hole as she spread her cheeks for him. Her fat purulent lip swallow his cock.

'' I want you to see this baby… Look and see what you do to me ? My tight, short pussy ? Wrapping around your nub baby ? I 'm creaming for your love Daddy '' She seduces him further. `` I ca n't stop creaming until you tell me you love me, daddy ! ``

'' Oh my GOD baby yes I see it, love, you 're so good to me ! '' He confesses.

St. David holds on to her bring down back, she removes his manpower. `` No, just lay back and take it, daddy ! ''

She squeezes her tit, pounces, and pounds his dick. Her fat ass claps against his build. She pounds him harder and harder.

'' FUCK ME, infant ! YES ! ! FUCK DADDY ! ''

She makes her kitty squeeze his dick…

'' OH, FUUUUCK ! ! ! '' He roars

'' I feel your love mystifying interior of me, daddy, it feels so good. I ca n't demand it daddy ( she breathes heavily ) dad I need permission to cum !

'' Ahh, fuck ! NO ! Not yet ! '' He teases.

'' Please pop ! She pounds him degenerate, whining and gasping for air barely able to speak.

'' Permission… Granted ! '' He announces.

With a great groan, she releases her love all over his delight stick in a passionate crazed fit !

'' OHHH YESSS DADDY ! YOUR hawkshaw IS SO GOOD TO ME ! ``

'' Fuck ! Your kitty-cat is fucking amazing baby ! You 're so fucking aphrodisiac baby ! ``

'' Thank you, daddy ! Now state me you love me, I need to get wind you say it… ( pounding him harder ) Please… '' Her trunk is becoming tired but she refuses to hold in until she hears what she wants from him.

begging him, she peeks over her berm, she sees his face in amazement, his muscles rippling, sweat dripping down his neck opening, dresser, and abs.

She fucks him so deliciously he is speechless, able-bodied to do nada but trouser and moan from the expiation she gives him. There 's only the speech sound of her quaggy wet snatch pleasuring him, her fat ass pounding his anatomy, and the wooden-headed wooden table receiving their love.

'' Mmmm '' She smiles with deviance and licks her lips, she knows exactly what she is doing to him, she has him right where she wants him, in the tender clutch pedal of her wet, fast love.

Taking a deep gasp `` Oh, my GOD ! I love you ! I love you, child ! '' He cries out in heart. `` Turn around baby, I want to see you ! '' Lifting her leg she turns to him still sitting on his cock.

David sits upright on the table and they hold each former face to font as she rides him slowly. Her thigh are facing pages broad and straddled over him.

'' It feels so good to hear you enjoin me you love me, daddy ! ``

They tongue kiss slowly, he spreads open her impertinence plunging deeper into her sweet wet pleasure box.

'' God baby what are you doing to me ? ``

'' I 'm loving you baby… '' She pleads

'' You are my King baby ? '' She moans and whispers in his ear.

'' Yes my love, I am ! '' High on the fumes of her intoxicating lust, he answers. She 's a dangerous, resistless drug to him, the sensation she causes him is nearly mesmeric and soporific.

'' I am your Queen ? ''

Her phonation is spellbinding to him.

'' Yes, my erotic love. '' He responds under the spell of her love.

'' And this is MY verge and my crapper ? '' ( Thumping his peter ) Her ass impudence once again spat on his flesh from pounding her pussy down on him. Her right hired hand clutches the binding of his smooth bald chocolate head, her left tucked between his arm and his ribs clinging to his back squeezing him, she sucks and kisses his neck.

David lets out a passionate moan. `` Ahhh yes, my making love. THIS is your verge and yours alone ! No one else can take in it ! ''

'' No one ? '' She asks

'' No one ! baby ! '' He affirms.

She kisses his neck as they make love. `` I am yours. '' ( Kissing his neck ) `` I belong to you. '' ( buss ) `` And you belong to me. ''

'' Fuck, baby you 're going to make me cum ! '' He says to her, his orchis tight, ready to blow any second.

'' I am your cruddy bitch. '' ( osculation )

'' Yes, you are featherbed ! ``

'' Your cum bucket ? … ''

'' FUCK YES ! ``

'' I am your lot '' kisses his neck.

'' ass sister ! ''

She whispers `` Now, piss me your king ! ''

'' Yes, babe ! '' He responds.

'' Nut inside of me and make me, your Queen daddy ! Now ! '' She begs.

The power of her desire invokes a wizard in him unaccountable. His putz hard and medium, he was ready to irrupt !

'' babe, fucking ! ! …. We ca n't do that ! … '' looking into her heart making love to her.

She locks her wooden leg around his shank, squeezing tighter. `` YES, we can ! Cum into me and I 'll be all that you need ! If I am your poof, unloosen your love into me, NOW papa ! brand me your queen regnant forever ! '' Passionately pleading with him. Sucking his neck opening clinging on to him making him ineffective to free himself.

He loses it ! `` Fuuuuck ! '' He shouts. He gathers all the intensity he has left to digest up from the board Destinee still clinging to him. Just as he plucks himself out of her twat his load explodes all over her luscious twat lips covering them in his creamy, embarrassing love.

Chapter 5 :

The curse

Barely capable to tolerate holding her in his arm, her body still wrapped around him.

Her face resting on his neck `` Why ? '' She whispers, panting and shaking. `` Why did you pull out daddy ? ! ''

'' child I can hardly tolerate, you have to get down. ``

'' No ! '' She declares like a brattish teenage girl.

'' sister, I have to go to process. ``

'' I 'm not letting go ! '' She whines !

He shakes his head thinking `` You have got to be kidding me ? ! '' He sighs. `` Okay. Just let me grab my headphone. '' Holding her he grabs his phone from the counter and walks to the Negro leather couch in the living elbow room and lays on his back sets an alert for 1 60 minutes and covers them with the red throw mantle from the arm of the couch.

Destinee now laying on top of him still clinging to him. `` baby, I asked you a question. '' Sniffling trying to arrest tear back.

Caressing his finger's breadth through her hair `` Destinee baby, when will you be 18 ? ''

She kisses his neck once more David closes his middle and moan `` babe please. ``

'' If you are my big businessman, why does that matter ? '' She lovingly questions him.

'' Because your power can be locked away ! And that would modify everything for us. ``

'' dada, I told you I would n't recite anybody ! ``

'' Yes but my moral sense is whipping my ass ! ``

Lifting her face from his neck with tears in her optic gazing at him, she kisses him and asks, `` And when you 're fucking me, and making love to me what is your conscience doing ? ''

'' My dearest, you are dangerous. '' He rebuts wiping the tears from her eyes with his thumb

'' Yes… '' she responds. `` Dangerously in honey with my King. Rubbing her nose on his.

'' My B. B. King ? '' She calls him. She kisses him softly again.

'' Yes ? '' He answers.

'' Do you love me ? '' She 's necessitate

Without vacillation, he answers `` Yes, I love you. ``

'' Then make me an oath ? '' She requests.

`` Yes, get laid ? ``

'' If I tell you when I become of age, swear to me that you 'll release your passion into me, and make me your pouf, that day ? ! '' She kisses his sternum.

He places his hand on her boldness caressing her, gazing deeply into her eyes preparing himself.

'' Yes, I swear. '' Knowing everything would change from here on.

She smiles. `` In 6 hebdomad prison term, I 'll be of age. ''

'' 6 calendar week, do it ? '' He objects !

'' Yes, my King, six workweek. You sound concerned, why ? We could circularize our lovemaking freely then. ''

Tuning his psyche looking off into the length he sighs.

'' My King speak to me please. ''

'' It 's just that, things are moving so fast. I did n't expect my sprightliness to change so rapidly. '' Looking back at her he says `` I 'll honor my Scripture on one condition. ``

'' And what might that be my Billie Jean Moffitt King ? '' She kisses his well-defined chest.

'' I did n't get a probability to know my Fatherhood, he left my mother shortly after I was born. And I promised to never do that to my nestling. So, if we do this, you must contribute me your hand in marriage. That is my exclusively condition. ``

'' Is this all, my King is this your only when status ? '' Asking him tender-heartedly.

'' Yes, that 's all. '' He ensures her.

Her heart tear up again, but this time they are filled with joy. Her finger's breadth latch the position of his face, she overwhelms his mouth with a passionate kiss as David holds her tightly in his arms.

'' I 'll be you to the oddment of the world. '' She lets out.

'' Then, this is a yes ? '' He asks, gaining clarity.

She laughs and smiles `` Yes, my King, that is a yes ! This changes everything ! ''

'' Yes, yes it does ! '' He smiles in agreement.

They kiss each early passionately.

Lifting her face from his again, she opens her eyes searching the windows of his soul, the looking on her side communicates that she needs to recite him something important.

'' What is it, my love ? '' He asks tender-heartedly.

'' It 's just that, I-I '' She pauses.

'' Yes, child ? ''

'' I love you ! '' She buries her human face in his neck opening clinging tightly. He embraces her and fondles her hair and he responds `` I love you too ! ''

She falls asleep in his arms and soon thereafter so does he.

To be continued… KDFD Book 3 : The Wait