Chapter 1 :

Come With Me, My love life.

Standing alone, his powerful chest and blazonry are bare, enclothe with white tribal harem bottoms in an vast multi-color flowered meadow. The warm sun gleams through the callosal mountains that surround him in the aloofness, shimmering on the flowing river. A pushover gently rustles the grass as a cacophony of whispering fills the atmosphere of the meadow.

Among the many voices he hears Destinee 's voice majestically call to him, `` David my love, my King come with me. ''

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

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

'' St. David my beloved, my big businessman. ``

She appears before him in an amber silk high split, Thera dress golden arm cuff, and golden whisker jewel throughout her long butterfly stroke locs. She smiles and reaches out her hired man

'' Come with me, my erotic love. '' All of the other susurration violently vanish in an explosive whooshing sound

Though she stands before him, her articulation surrounds him in a capital echoing whisper.

'' Like an apple tree among the tree diagram of the forest, so is my beloved among the men, with great delight I will sit in your subtlety and your yield will be confection to my taste. ``

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

She looks back over her shoulder to him smiling. A vision is cast into his creative thinker of her, kneeling before him feeding his foresightful difficult cock into her far-flung lip pleasing him. They are both enraptured in lust and desire.

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

Men materialize from the mud of the Earth in ancient garb and shawls cover their faces armed with shaft, they attack David. He attempts to fight them off yet they overpower him with relief and draw their spears on him ! `` Please no ! Destinee cries out ! Silver bond and mountain chain are ejected from the ground binding his hands, pes, and neck.

Destinee runs to him in doing so, the wind speeds step-up and are now roaring she stretches her sleeve to him as the military force of the wind is too big `` My Love ! '' She shouts `` Destinee ! '' He wails, fighting and pulling the range but to no avail. He reaches out to her, there is fear in her middle ! The military group of the wind becomes too herculean to refuse any longer, it sweeps her off of her substructure, and hurls her through the air over the trees and out of David 's visual modality ! `` Desineeeee ! '' He calls out to her enraged, discombobulate, and deplume !

Chapter 2 :

The first light after

'' Destinee, Destinee, Destinee ! '' calling out to her tossing and turn in his bed, he wakes abruptly in a cold sweat gasping searching his body for Ernst Boris Chain. Fully witting he understands it was a dream, though it felt so real to him, he works his face in his medal perplexed. He notices he no longer feels the weighting of her body laying on him anymore he turns over to see if she is laying in the great bed, he does n't see her.

'' Destinee ? '' He calls out to her anticipating her answer. There is n't one. Putting his night apparel on he walks across the hall to the guest room and knocks `` Destinee ? '' He calls, no solvent. He begins to interest. Unexpectedly he hears sizzling and a delightful fragrance fills his nostrils. He heads downstairs and walks to the kitchen. His philia is secure, he is O.K. because she is fine. There she is, wearing only knock lacing panties and his loose downhearted clothes shirt with the sleeve rolled up, her hair is pulled back in a ponytail making him breakfast, pancakes, oatmeal, Francis Bacon, and egg.

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

She looks to him with a hopeful grin,

'' I hope you slept well ? I did n't want to awake you so too soon and I did n't know what time you went to crop. I got up early and showered to make trusted you ate before you left. I hope you do n't take care ? ``

'' No, not at all. I appreciate it… '' She warms his meat. `` hotcake are my favorite breakfast dish. '' He examines her body in his shirt `` Damn she 's so aphrodisiacal in my shirt ! '' He thinks to himself.

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

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

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

'' Do I have prison term 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 range, he wraps his coat of arms around her, hugs her with a loving bosom, she shuts her eyes, receiving his embrace she is sensitive to his tint she feels secure in his potent arms. The aroma of her haircloth pleases him, kissing her on the backrest of her top dog whispering `` Thank you. '' In her ear. These two parole warm her soul.

Setting the spatula aside she begins to turn toward him in his arms. Facing him she looks into his centre, she tugs him into her by his shirt and kisses him gently rubbing her olfactory organ and lips on his. `` The scent of our love still rests on your lips, my beloved. '' Calmly she remarks and licks his lip. He basks in her desire for him. His, putz is becoming hard he pulls her tight and close by the small of her back stroking her face with the fingers of his right manpower, and smothers her with a lingua kiss. They moan holding each other, being inside one another 's grasp kindles flaming of their desires once again.

'' My. King '' she utters in between their deep kisses but not wanting to stop. `` The food my love. '' He pulled back gently making sure to keep her from the passion of the stove as the noise of the sizzling increases and a light smoke rises from the pan. `` I do n't want to burn the food, my love. '' He smiled at her and she smiled back. `` You 're the right way, I 'm sorry I got a fiddling carried away. '' He apologized. She bit her lips `` It 's okay, you might want to hasten on that shower so you can eat before work ? ``

'' Oh yes. You 're right on. '' Still admiring her beautiful, radiant, fortunate light hide enhanced by the sunlight glowing around her through the window. `` Go ! '' gently pushing his thorax and giggling, he makes her blush. And she brings him peace. `` all right ! '' He makes his way to his room to get in the shower bath. As the water supply runs over his body he thinks strongly to himself about everything happening and his dream and what it could think of.

'' David… What are you doing bruh ? We are going to get in some serious trouble if soul finds out about us ! But why does my heart experience the way it does about her, I 'm so guide to her, this is n't like me. And what the Hell was that dream about ? Maybe we just need to take things retard, 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 lounge suit two-button slim fit case, silk white dress shirt, a amber Michael homer automatonlike watch. Brown Oxford Monk wearing apparel shoes. With a few sprays of blue cheese De Channel cologne to pit his body race and oils his groomed beard. He comes back downstairs with an hour left to get to work. She waits for him at the table, as she sees him her face lights up with stimulation.

She watches him as he walks. He walks with confidence, assured of himself, warm, 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 chair back and sits at the tabular array. `` This looks absolutely delicious ! '' Look at his plate.

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

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

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

She smiles, pleased to hear he loves her cookery. She begins to eat.

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

'' Ms. J. J. Hill ? ''

'' Yes, My tycoon ? ''

'' 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 attend you and be sure you have all that you need… ''

His heart was overcome with the warmth of her kindness.

He sits up in his electric chair putting his fork down and wipes his face with his diaper. Folds his script and sets his elbow joint on the table and takes a deep breath.

'' Destinee… We need to let the cat out of the bag. ``

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

He stands up from the table and paseo over to her, reaches his hired man 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 night not real to you ? Did it think nothing ? '' She replies.

'' No ! Not at all ! Last night was keen ! The right ever… I just… ''

'' Just, what ? Is there soul else ? Am I not enough for you ? '' Her middle get teary-eyed.

He holds her brass and kisses her forehead. `` That 's not it. Do n't ever say that ! I just want to make up for sure there 's more to us than sex. ''

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

He stares into her precious eyes.

'' Yes… '' he confesses.

'' Then that 's all that matters ! '' With her hands on his chest, she snuggles herself to him.

'' David, just as you do n't accrue in making love 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 beloved at first sight ? ``

'' I think, I do now… ''

'' Then conceive my honey for you is literal, and that will be enough for us… '' Her hands walk down his abs.

'' Destinee.. '' He gently attempts to make a motion 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 tardily to wo -- ''

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

He exhales in gratification and she kisses his lip. She is a frightening weakness to this inviolable man, quickly becoming his Kryptonite.

'' Tell ME… Tell me, this shaft belongs to me ! ``

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

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

She grips his hawkshaw tighter giving it a slight and gentle tug looks down at it she fixes her lips opens her hand exposing his pecker and spits on it `` Ah fuck ! You are so smutty ! '' He moans loudly.

'' I said tell 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 head with a firm clench, she cups her hand using her fingerbreadth to massage his expand hawkshaw in her hands. She 's getting wet from the atonement of seeing him become vulnerable to her touch.

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

'' When I say no ! I mean it ! '' He asserts with a unappeasable voice. He loves what she is doing to him but he ca n't let himself lose ascendancy, not profit.

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

'' You have not fucking idea ! ``

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

He desires her but not on her price this meter. But his. He pins her against the wall ; her hand are still on his peter !

'' motion your work force 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 pharynx with gentle strength. He removes her hands with one swat from his innocent deal, staring her passionately in her eyes. He rips open up the dress shirt of his she wears revealing her perky tit to him.

'' Spread your second joint now ! I guess daddy 's going to take in to be late today because he has to learn you a fucking object lesson ! Now spread those aphrodisiacal ass thigh for me ! '' He commands her, snatching off his suit of clothes jacket and tossing it to the floor.

'' Mmmmm yes, daddy ! '' She obeys. He awakens all of the lust mystifying inside of her. His hands on her waist he licks her ear and whisper to her `` I am your King yes ? ``

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

His handwriting slide up to her knocker.

'' I want to hear you say it ! Look me in the middle and tell apart me… I 'm your King ! ``

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

His hands on her tender nipples 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 deep in her mouth `` Good ! Unbutton daddy 's shirt '' She unbuttons his shirt as he tells her, he kisses her slowly and passionately for being a good miss and obeying.

'' commodity, now… Do n't you motivate ! You hear me ? ``

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

'' You stay powerful shag here. '' He looks at her prepare to devour her. She is so wet for him. He tosses his shirt to the flat coat.

He walks to the cabinet and snatch cocoa sirup sauce. He fills a medium-size bowl with warmly piss. Setting the bowlful on the table, he stands before her again. Licking his lips. `` Time to do to you what I 've wanted since I first saw you. admit off daddy 's shirt ! ``

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

'' Slowly ! '' He commands, watching her with the drinking chocolate sauce in one hand 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 combustion desire for him.

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

'' But dadd -- ''

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

She obeys. `` Yes pappa I 'm sorry… ''

'' He walks up to her while she 's still taking off his deplume shirt. His tip touches her belly as he strokes it. `` Spit on daddy 's gumshoe '' he commands. She obeys and spits a gob on his dick. For a brief moment, he allows her to see him stroke his yearn, girthy dick. He sees it takes everything in her not to touch his cock as her work force are flinching in her desire to catch him yet resisting. Then he backs away `` Alright that 's enough eyes back up here ! '' He instructs her. She finishes taking off his shirt and pass it.

'' transfer your ponytail. ``

'' Yes. Daddy. '' She complies

'' That 's a right girl, do as pappa says and you 'll be rewarded. Disobey and you 'll be punished. You understand ? ``

'' Yes, daddy… I understand. '' She tries hard not to smile like the young spoiled adolescent girl she is, knowing she was getting exactly what she wants from him. The fact that he is choosing to be previous to exercise, for her, makes her love him all the more. He takes off his gasp and skid standing before her, seeing her like this made his dick hard as steel. Her curves, her pleasant-tasting white meat, sweet kitty sassing, and long beautiful hairsbreadth. He shakes his school principal in unbelief that a cleaning woman can be this magnificent.

He pours the chocolate sauce down her neck, it drips onto her mamilla, his mitt on the vertebral column of her point he pulls her hairsbreadth tilting her oral sex back he licks his firm lingua on her soft ticklish cutis tasting her neck sending signals of enjoyable sensations throughout her Young fast body `` Yesssss daddy… You 're so in effect to me… '' She whimpers, her center roll to the back of her head thoroughly enjoying his potent embrace ! To her, this is her man ! She loves him, yes deeply ! Like a moth to the fire, she is inevitably drawn to him. She desires nothing but him, her man… Her King, making sweet passionate beloved to her. She wants him all to herself and she gets what she wants.

He gathers her breast together, sucks her nipple lifting her breast toward her backtalk he licks his spit from the seat of her pap into her mouth forcing her appreciation herself with him pressing her pap into her backtalk he makes her lick her nipples with him.

This drives her wild ! She reaches to play with her wet pussy. He snatches her paw away and she gasps

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

'' You better not so lots as cum without my permission. Do you get wind me ? ! ``

'' Yesssss. '' She moans

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

'' Yes, my King ! ''

His rightfield hand clutches her throat, he sucks and slurps her nipples, his left-hand glides down her soft belly. He stuffs his big hand down her scanty feeling her endearing wetness massaging her smooth lip. She moans and scratches the wall, her legs beginning to excite.

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

She nods her head.

He easily inserts his digit into her.

'' Ahhh ! ! My God ! '' Gripping his forearm bracing from the satisfaction he causes her.

'' I asked you a doubt ! ``

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

He inserts another finger's breadth, fingering her sweet welcoming pussy.

'' That 's a good little little girl. When dada asks you a question you answer him ! Do you get word me ? ! ``

'' Yes ! '' She moans immediately. The pleasure he brings her is submerge. As he fingers her, she begs him to let her grab a keep of him, he permits her to. She latches onto his vertebral column, her painted nab scratching him ! He grunts from the pain… But he takes it. His fingerbreadth pound her sopping pussy, they kiss passionately making her Sir Thomas More wet !

'' dad ! ! ! ! Yessssss DADDY ! ohhhhh ! ``

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

'' Thank you, daddy ! ``

He plucks his finger from inside of her wet warmth. They are coated with whitened cream. She pants from the pleasure her body feels…

'' Mmmm, would you look at that, we have ourselves a creamer. '' He sucks his cream-covered fingers into his mouth, `` Oh, infant you 're so smutty. '' She pleads `` Only for you. '' He replies. `` Open up '' he commands, immediately her oral fissure is open. `` Now blow your sweet cream from daddy 's digit. '' She sucks his digit `` Mmmmm '' she delights, her tongue swirling them. `` Yeah…. That 's a near girlfriend ! Now…. suck papa 's dick ! ''

This is like sweet medicine to her ears.

'' YES, papa ! ! ! '' She 's been waiting to get wind those words. Eagerly she falls to her knees `` Aht aht… waiting. '' He says before dripping the chocolate sauce on his cock, she watched as it dripped on his shaft, like a starvation lioness she watched impatiently. `` Now suck… Slowly. ''

She kisses his hawkshaw.

'' Thank you, my Rex. '' Slowly stroking his irradiation she smears his tip on her lips closing her eyes. `` I want you to feel the lovemaking I have for you ... My Martin Luther King. '' Groping his balls lovingly with her other paw. `` I want to surrender all of myself to your majesty ... I do n't want anyone else to have you… '' Saint David 's heart thawing at the auditory sensation of her thirst for him as his eyes roll to the back of his promontory satisfied by her love.

Opening her sass wide she begins to choke up her oral cavity with his cock, looking at him with her big hazel eyes as she pleases him, her pussy is juicy and wet from the taste of his dick on her tongue, back and forth her mouth slides. St. David loves her, she drives him crazy but he had to remind her who was in control. Tenderly brushing her hair aside he strokes her impertinence lovingly. He holds her by the position of her facial expression and pulls himself from her mouth, as spit and deep brown run down her mentum. `` I do n't remember giving you permission to speak… ''

'' I 'm sorry Dadd -- ''

'' peg out your spit ! '' He interrupts

She does as she 's recount, her long, moist tongue out of her lips prepared for him. Grabbing his prick to insure his head he polishes her lingua she moans as he makes her gustatory perception him. `` You love the taste of this dick do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, daddy ! I do ! ! ''

'' trade good. Do you make love daddy ? ``

'' Yes… pappa, I do '' She continues to try out him caressing his hawkshaw on her tongue.

'' That 's a good girl, Now open up so you can feel how practically daddy loves you. Feel papa 's love trench in your throat ''

'' Yes, dad ! ! ! '' She obeys and opens her backtalk extensive, relaxing her throat for him.

'' Nnnnn, GHH GHH GHH ! '' Her mouthpiece is full of cock. `` That 's properly, 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 stuffed in her mouth was a sight to lay eyes on now he could see her in the brightness level, her pretty, delicate, Young throat in natural action. Her hands affectionately on his thigh he force-feeds her more than of him. Though she loves him, it 's More than she can pack as her body begins to thrill, her hands on his thigh she taps him but he ignores her. He drives her uncivilized and she loves him her pussy lips are thumping in expectancy of his insight ! `` Ghhh ! Ghhh ! Ghhhn ! '' She gags on his dick. `` MMMMMM ! ! '' The sound of her voice is muffled by this cock down her throat. Her leg milk shake, she lets out a muffled squeal

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

'' Did you just cum ? ! '' He asks her demanding to lie with !

Her head down breathing heavily

She licks her back talk `` I 'm sorry dada I tried to tell you, but your Sweet gumshoe was deep in my throat ! ! ... '' She says to him so sweetly.

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

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

He lifts her chief with his hand, his thumb on her chin.

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

'' But my Kin -- ''

'' We 're, you disobedient ? ! ! '' In a ass voice, now he stood intrude to nose with her, their backtalk touching.

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

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

'' My B. B. King said that I would be punished… '' Wanting to relate his chest, her bridge player reluctantly stays down. Taking the towel from the warm bowl of water, he rings it out on her cervix as the weewee flows down her knocker. He tenderly cleans her fount. He kisses her and bends her over the side of the rectangular table, he takes his bash from his drawers on the flooring.

He wraps his belt around her neck opening and fastens it firmly. She is wet with anticipation of him that her love for him drips down her thigh.

Quickly he cleans his cheek and prick from the burnt umber not wanting to taint her. The remaining piddle he pours on her cheeks. It runs down her ass, and thighs making her hide glitter in the light.

'' You are so fucking sexy ! ( admiring her sozzled ass bent over his mesa ) But you are also so… fucking… disobedient ! ! .. ''

'' I 'm sorry 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 head back by the leather knock wrapped around his hand, and he spanks her wet ass.

'' Did n't daddy '' ( spank ) ... `` evidence you '' ( spank ) ... `` NOT to cum '' ( SPANK ) `` WITHOUT ! His permission ? ! ! ! '' SPANK, SPANK, SPANK ! ! Between each spank, she let out a moan of pure 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 light source red from his spanking.

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

'' I hurt you ? '' He says lovingly

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

His warmheartedness sank for her…. Leaning over her he kisses her lips, and licks her tears.. snatch the bang, shoves his shaft inside of her dripping snatch, using the whang wrapped around her neck to pull her headland back again for leveraging and control, and fucks her skillful and intemperate ! !

'' Yessss Daddy ! ! Yessss ! ! I 'm so dingy dad ! '' She yells, clinging to the sharpness of the heavy table as it shakes and thuds from his domination of her.

Her scrumptious, plump, wet ass cheeks clack loudly on his renal pelvis, as he pounds her ! `` dada ! Daddy ! I 'm cum -- OOOOOHHHH MY GOD ! ! ''

Her soaking pussy tightens and clutches his dick and she orgasms and squirts all over his dick making her consistency mislay ascendency !

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

'' Yes daddy, I 'm bad ! '' She replies.

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

'' But daddy ( pounding ) you ( pounding ) have it off me so go -- ''

Interrupting by snatching her head word back by the whack around her throat as he 's still pounding her cherubic snatch `` Did you ask for permission ? ``

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

'' You nasty trivial girl… Come here, on your knees NOW ! '' Yanking himself out of her sweet wet pleasance pickle. And forcing her to her knees. His cock glistens with her wet cream `` unfold up that rebellious niggling oral cavity of yours… ''

'' Yes, Daddy '' She obeys him.

He thrusts his cream-coated manhood into her warm mouth, shoving his marrow into her throat !

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

'' That 's right, suck all the pick off of daddy 's cock ! '' Her pussy drips from him dominating her. The tactual sensation of her man, her King, filling up her besotted pharynx set her ablaze !

He squats down a bit groping her remains nipples pinching them using them to pull himself into her mouthpiece ! He yanks himself gratuitous from the suction of her waterlogged wet backtalk as she pants for air !

'' Have you learned your lesson yet ? ''

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

'' Good ! '' He counters.

Chapter 4 :

'' Tell Me You Love Me, Daddy ! ``

He swipes the table clearing it free of their food making a mess on the floor but not caring. Gently tugs on the belt around her neck opening for her to travel with him as he lays on the mesa. `` Now ride daddy 's peter ! ''

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

'' Permission granted ! '' Laying on his vertebral column.

She climbs atop his body and diddly-squat over him, grabs ahold of his dick grinding his tip on her wet button preparing to please herself with his fat cock.

'' That 's decent baby, put daddy 's prick in you ! ``

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

'' pa, I love you, your dick feeling so sound inside of me ... '' looking into his eyes while riding him.

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

'' You 're welcome infant '' his bridge player on caressing her thighs easing up her side of meat. `` You ride daddy so good princess… ''

'' Thank you daddy '' She responds in pleasure with a spoiled bratty grin on her face.

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

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

Lovingly staring her in the oculus `` shuffle, me ! '' He challenges her. She leans toward his face, still riding him and slowly twisting her hips in a circular motility, her deal embrace his side, she kisses him, her tongue deep in his mouth and he receives it, she makes him try out their honey from sucking his dick. Her cover girl nectar, burnt umber sauce, the residuum of his heart and soul on her spit, all of it, she makes him savor it.

'' Do you taste our love, my King ? ! '' She caresses his boldness and fucking him.

'' Yes, sister, we taste so good together. '' He responds.

She smiles. `` Is this good papa or do you like it like this ? ``

She lifts one leg over him turning her dorsum to him she shoves him back inside of her she rides him reverse cowgirl showing him her plump ass and tight exposed ass trap as she spread her brass for him. Her fat puss backtalk eat up his rooster.

'' I want you to see this baby… Look and see what you do to me ? My tight, little slit ? Wrapping around your meat child ? I 'm creaming for your dearest 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.

Jacques Louis David holds on to her depleted cover, she removes his helping hand. `` No, just lay back and take it, daddy ! ''

She squeezes her breast, pounces, and pounds his dick. Her fat ass gonorrhoea against his flesh. She pounds him harder and harder.

'' ass ME, BABY ! YES ! ! ass DADDY ! ''

She makes her pussy compact his dick…

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

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

'' Ahh, piece of tail ! NO ! Not yet ! '' He teases.

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

'' Permission… Granted ! '' He announces.

With a cracking moan, she releases her love all over his joy stick in a passionate crazed fit !

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

'' roll in the hay ! Your slit is fucking amazing babe ! You 're so fucking sexy baby ! ``

'' Thank you, Daddy ! Now tell me you love me, I need to hear you say it… ( pounding him harder ) Please… '' Her body is becoming tired but she refuses to cave in in until she hears what she wants from him.

Begging him, she peeks over her shoulder, she sees his face in amazement, his muscles rippling, exertion dripping down his neck, chest, and abs.

She fucks him so deliciously he is dumb, capable to do nothing but trouser and moan from the satisfaction she gives him. There 's only the sounds of her soggy wet pussycat pleasuring him, her fat ass pounding his bod, and the blockheaded wooden table receiving their love.

'' Mmmm '' She smiles with deviation 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, cockeyed love.

Taking a inscrutable pant `` Oh, my GOD ! I love you ! I love you, baby ! '' He cries out in tenderness. `` Turn around baby, I want to see you ! '' Lifting her leg she turns to him still sitting on his shaft.

Jacques Louis David sits upright on the table and they hold each early fount to fount as she rides him slowly. Her thighs are spread wide and straddled over him.

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

They tongue osculate slowly, he spreads spread her face plunging deeper into her unfermented 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 whisper in his ear.

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

'' I am your world-beater ? ''

Her voice is spellbinding to him.

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

'' And this is MY scepter and my pot ? '' ( Thumping his shaft ) Her ass nerve once again clap on his flesh from pounding her pussycat down on him. Her decently hand clutches the back of his smooth bald hot 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 sexual love. THIS is your scepter and yours alone ! No one else can have it ! ''

'' No one ? '' She asks

'' No one ! babe ! '' He affirms.

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

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

'' I am your nasty bitch. '' ( buss )

'' Yes, you are baby ! ``

'' Your cum bucketful ? … ''

'' FUCK YES ! ``

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

'' Fuck baby ! ''

She whispers `` Now, score me your Queen ! ''

'' Yes, infant ! '' He responds.

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

The tycoon of her desire invokes a genius in him unaccountable. His dick hard and sensitive, he was fix to explode !

'' infant, fucking ! ! …. We ca n't do that ! … '' looking into her oculus making erotic love to her.

She locks her legs around his waistline, squeezing tighter. `` YES, we can ! Cum into me and I 'll be all that you need ! If I am your queer, release your love into me, NOW pappa ! Make me your queen mole rat 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 strength he has left to stand up from the table Destinee still clinging to him. Just as he plucks himself out of her twat his loading explodes all over her luscious pussy sassing covering them in his creamy, muggy love.

Chapter 5 :

The Oath

Barely able to stand holding her in his arms, her body still wrapped around him.

Her font resting on his cervix `` Why ? '' She whispers, panting and shaking. `` Why did you pull out pop ? ! ''

'' Baby I can hardly stand, you have to get down. ``

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

'' sister, I have to go to put to work. ``

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

He shakes his capitulum thinking `` You have got to be kidding me ? ! '' He sighs. `` Okay. Just let me grab my phone. '' Holding her he seize his phone from the counter and base on balls to the black leather couch in the support room and lays on his back sets an alarm for 1 hour and covers them with the red throw blanket 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 oblige tears back.

Caressing his digit through her whisker `` Destinee sister, when will you be 18 ? ''

She kisses his neck opening once more David closes his eyes and moan `` Baby please. ``

'' If you are my King, why does that matter ? '' She lovingly dubiousness him.

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

'' Daddy, I told you I would n't enjoin anybody ! ``

'' Yes but my scruples is whipping my ass ! ``

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

'' My love life, you are severe. '' He rebuts wiping the tears from her eyes with his pollex

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

'' My magnate ? '' She calls him. She kisses him softly again.

'' Yes ? '' He answers.

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

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

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

`` Yes, love ? ``

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

He places his script on her face caressing her, gazing deeply into her eyes preparing himself.

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

She smiles. `` In 6 weeks time, I 'll be of age. ''

'' 6 workweek, love ? '' He objects !

'' Yes, my baron, six weeks. You sound concerned, why ? We could scatter our dear freely then. ''

Tuning his head looking off into the distance he sighs.

'' My King speak to me delight. ''

'' It 's just that, matter are moving so fast. I did n't wait my aliveness to modify so rapidly. '' Looking back at her he says `` I 'll reward my parole on one precondition. ``

'' And what might that be my power ? '' She kisses his cheat chest.

'' I did n't get a chance to be intimate my male parent, he left my mother shortly after I was born. And I promised to never do that to my baby. So, if we do this, you must give me your handwriting in matrimony. That is my entirely consideration. ``

'' Is this all, my tycoon is this your lonesome condition ? '' Asking him tender-heartedly.

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

Her eyes tear up again, but this time they are filled with joy. Her finger's breadth latch the side of meat of his grimace, she overwhelms his sassing with a passionate kiss as David holds her tightly in his weaponry.

'' I 'll follow you to the ends 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 other passionately.

Lifting her font from his again, she opens her eyes searching the windowpane of his soul, the look on her brass communicates that she needs to tell apart him something important.

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

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

'' Yes, baby ? ''

'' I love you ! '' She buries her aspect in his neck 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 time lag