Daddy brand Me Cum in Front of Strangers.

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

Finally the day came that we would forgather. pappa asked me to forgather him at his oeuvre, because even though I was 18, I still lived with my parents. He worked in some bureau building on the 26nd floor. The elevator ride up seems to last an eon. I find him easily enough, in the open plan office. He was one desk clerk lost in a sea of many. He greets me with a kiss straight away. I stand awkwardly as his natural language slug my sassing. I have never kissed anyone before. He asks me to lunch, and so we leave.

We step into the elevator. The moment the doors close, he is on me. His helping hand clench in my hair, his lips are hot on mine. The lift slows down and he pushes away from me abruptly. A radical of 4 men in clientele suits tone on, conversing with each other casually. They stand in front end of us, seemingly forgetful to our presence. Daddy slips his arm around my waist and pulls me closer. His manus slides down my body slowly, over the curvature of my ass, down my thigh. He trails his fingers up and down my bare leg tantalizingly. My intimation catches as his bridge player slides higher and higher, until it is under my skirt. I try to surreptitiously shift away, but he steps with me, and the front draws the care of one of the business men. I try desperately to continue an oblivious face. Daddy's finger lead are just grazing the seat of my panties now. He presses to a greater extent firmly into the warmth of my private parts, and I bite my lip.

I make to push away again, but dada leans down and says more quietly than a whisper into my ear"I have all the pic you've sent me. Don't think I won't send them to your parents ”. Keeping pressing, he begins to saw his hand back and forth between my legs. My mouth component part, and dad leans down to lick my tabernacle and snuggle my fuzz. I thought he loved me ? Why would he imperil me with those photos ?

The man of affairs's eyes ware trained on the front of my wench, where I am sure he can see movement. I feel a hot blush rise from my thorax to my cheeks. The man's stare face lifting to mine, and he smirked at me knowingly. Why was dada doing this ? Couldn't he tell we'd drawn soul's aid ? I elbowed him, and he gives my pussy a light spank in warning. I clench deliciously, and to my mortification, can feel wetness set about to seep through my panties. Daddy pulls my panties to the side, and now his digit are on bare bod. I can't control my whimper, and the businessman's smirk only grows. A finger's breadth circles my clit lightly, then puts little pressure against my muddle. daddy slowly pushes in until the 2nd knuckle joint. I look helplessly up at him as he begins to steadily thrust his finger's breadth in and out of my vagina. I am being fingered in an elevator wide of strangers, by a man twice my age. One of the alien is watching as I struggle to keep still, to keep back quiet. A second gear fingerbreadth joins the first, and struggles to force its way into my crocked pussy. I am throbbing, aching, panting with need. I didn't want it to feel this good, but my consistency is betraying me.

The businessman, from now on let's call him Chris, won't tear his eyes from my wench. I think Daddy finally realised we have a viewer, because his fingers are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my attendant kitty-cat. My relievo is palpable, until dad's other hand goes to my front, and slowly starts to recruit the hem of my skirt.

"No.."I groan softly, as his finger fucking pickes up step again. Nobody but Daddy and Chris seem to hear me. Daddy's digit pull out for a second, and he quickly yanks my step-in down to just over my knee joint. My stupor ! Chris, a total unknown can see my pussy ! My optic are welling up at the indignity, but I couldn't help my hips slightly thrusting to see Daddy's hand as he pushes two finger's breadth up me again.

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

Daddy is letting a stranger rub me ! It feels so dear, and as I grow closer to that resplendent climax, I can't contain my moan. The remaining three men all turn around and mavin at the scene in shock. Chris leans down to bite and lap up into the criminal of my neck opening. I let out a screech as I cum juicily all over the sets of finger on my kitty. Chris immediately removes his hired man and sucks my juices off his finger's breadth, his sultry gaze not leaving mine. pop's finger's breadth stay inside me as he leisurely take advantage. The remaining men ware absently rubbing their bulges as they take in the sight of me. step-in pulled down, skirt pulled up exposing a young slit absolutely drenched. Tears of chagrin roll down my boldness but my hips preserve thrusting wantonly back onto my Daddy's hand. He slowly pulls his fingers out, and I feel relieved. There is a pressure on my lips, and reflexively I open my sass to the two fingers dad is pushing at me, and suck off my succus.

"That's a sound fille"I hear daddy say.

I hear a ding, and the elevator doors finally open air. Briskly, pop dip my bird and pulls up my panties. Everyone silently steps out of the elevator. I shamefully keep open my regard down .