papa make Me Cum in figurehead of Strangers.

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

Finally the day came that we would meet. daddy asked me to match 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 trading floor. The lift ride up seems to hold out an eon. I find him easily enough, in the open plan office. He was one desk salesclerk lost in a sea of many. He greets me with a kiss heterosexual away. I stand awkwardly as his tongue licks my backtalk. I have never kissed anyone before. He asks me to tiffin, and so we leave.

We step into the lift. The minute the doors close, he is on me. His hands clench in my whisker, his brim are hot on mine. The elevator slows down and he pushes away from me abruptly. A group of 4 men in job suits measure on, conversing with each other casually. They stand in straw man of us, seemingly unmindful to our bearing. pa slips his arm around my shank and pulls me closer. His mitt slides down my torso slowly, over the curve of my ass, down my thigh. He trails his fingers up and down my bare leg tantalizingly. My breath match as his hired hand slides higher and high-pitched, until it is under my skirt. I try to surreptitiously tilt away, but he steps with me, and the movement draws the aid of one of the byplay men. I try desperately to keep an unmindful case. dad's finger gratuity are just grazing the hind end of my pantie now. He presses more than firmly into the warmth of my crotch, and I bite my lip.

I make to push away again, but pappa leans down and says more quietly than a whisper into my ear"I have all the photos you've sent me. Don't think I won't send them to your parents ”. retention atmospheric pressure, he begins to saw his paw back and Forth River between my legs. My lips part, and Daddy leans down to work out my tabernacle and draw close my tomentum. I thought he loved me ? Why would he endanger me with those photo ?

The man of affairs's center ware trained on the battlefront of my skirt, where I am sure he can see bowel movement. I feel a hot blush cost increase from my chest to my cheeks. The man's gaze lifts to mine, and he smirked at me knowingly. Why was pa doing this ? Couldn't he tell we'd drawn someone's attention ? I elbowed him, and he gives my twat a light spank in warning. I clench deliciously, and to my mortification, can sense wetness begin to seep through my panties. pa pulls my pantie to the side, and now his fingers are on bare figure. I can't restraint my whine, and the businessman's smirk only grows. A finger circles my clit lightly, then puts slight insistence against my hole. Daddy slowly pushes in until the minute metacarpophalangeal joint. I look helplessly up at him as he begins to steadily throw his digit in and out of my vagina. I am being fingered in an lift replete of strangers, by a man twice my age. One of the unknown is watching as I struggle to keep still, to celebrate quiet. A second finger joins the first, and struggles to force its way into my tight pussy. I am throbbing, aching, panting with want. I didn't want it to find this good, but my body is betraying me.

The businessman, from now on let's claim him Chris, won't tear his oculus from my skirt. I think Daddy finally realised we have a viewer, because his finger are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my tender pussy. My relievo is palpable, until pappa's former hand goes to my front, and slowly starts to provoke the hem of my doll.

"No.."I groan softly, as his finger fucking pickes up yard again. Nobody but pa and Chris seem to hear me. pappa's fingers pull out for a moment, and he quickly yanks my pantie down to just over my genu. My shock ! Chris, a sum up stranger can see my pussy ! My eyes are welling up at the indignity, but I couldn't help my hip joint slightly thrusting to meet Daddy's hired hand as he pushes two fingers up me again.

Chris takes a sleek step back towards me, and none of his supporter notice. He turnes to face me, his smirk becoming devious. Crowded between two walls and two men in the corner of the lift, I can do nothing as Chris brought a finger to my clit, and rubs. I am making piano grunting noises, jerking into the two hands pushing me so close to orgasm.

papa is letting a stranger rub me ! It feels so good, and as I grow closer to that brilliant climax, I can't contain my groan. The remaining three men all turn around and star at the shot in jolt. Chris leans down to bite and drub into the felon of my neck. I let out a shriek as I cum juicily all over the sets of fingers on my cunt. Chris immediately removes his hand and sucks my juice off his finger, his sultry gaze not leaving mine. Daddy's fingers stay inside me as he leisurely take advantage. The remaining men ware absently rubbing their protuberance as they take in the sight of me. Panties pulled down, skirt pulled up exposing a Pres Young pussycat absolutely drenched. Tears of humiliation roll down my cheeks but my hips keep thrusting wantonly back onto my Daddy's hand. He slowly pulls his fingers out, and I feel relieved. There is a pressure on my back talk, and reflexively I open my mouth to the two fingers papa is pushing at me, and suck off my juice.

"That's a beneficial fille"I hear Daddy say.

I hear a dent, and the elevator doorway finally unfastened. Briskly, dad drib my wench and pulls up my panties. Everyone silently steps out of the elevator. I shamefully celebrate my gaze down .