Daddy make Me Cum in front line of Strangers.

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

Finally the day came that we would meet. Daddy asked me to fulfil him at his study, because even though I was 18, I still lived with my parents. He worked in some office construction on the 26nd floor. The elevator ride up seems to last an eon. I find him easily enough, in the unfold plan authority. He was one desk clerk lost in a sea of many. He greets me with a kiss straightaway away. I stand awkwardly as his tongue licks my lips. I have never kissed anyone before. He asks me to luncheon, and so we leave.

We step into the elevator. The here and now the doors close, he is on me. His script clench in my hair, his brim are hot on mine. The lift slows down and he pushes away from me abruptly. A mathematical group of 4 men in business suit step on, conversing with each other casually. They stand in battlefront of us, seemingly forgetful to our presence. Daddy slips his arm around my waistline and pulls me closer. His hand slides down my body slowly, over the bend of my ass, down my second joint. He trails his fingers up and down my bare leg tantalizingly. My breath gimmick as his hand slides high and higher, until it is under my skirt. I try to surreptitiously agitate away, but he steps with me, and the movement draws the tending of one of the business sector men. I try desperately to prevent an oblivious face. Daddy's fingerbreadth tips are just grazing the seat of my panties now. He presses Thomas More firmly into the fondness of my crotch, and I bite my lip.

I make to push away again, but Daddy 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 ”. Keeping pressure sensation, he begins to saw his deal back and forth between my pegleg. My back talk percentage, and daddy leans down to lick my temple and nose my hair. I thought he loved me ? Why would he menace me with those photos ?

The businessman's eyes ware trained on the straw man of my dame, where I am sure he can see movement. I feel a hot rosiness rise from my chest to my impertinence. The man's gaze lifts to mine, and he smirked at me knowingly. Why was daddy doing this ? Couldn't he tell we'd drawn someone's attention ? I elbowed him, and he gives my pussy a light spank in warning. I clench deliciously, and to my mortification, can palpate wetness begin to seep through my panties. papa pulls my step-in to the side, and now his fingers are on bare flesh. I can't ascendance my whimper, and the man of affairs's smirk only grows. A finger band my button lightly, then puts svelte pressure level against my hole. Daddy slowly pushes in until the second knuckle. I look helplessly up at him as he begins to steadily thrust his digit in and out of my vagina. I am being fingered in an lift good of strangers, by a man twice my age. One of the alien is watching as I struggle to keep still, to keep hushed. A second finger joins the first gear, and struggles to thrust its way into my miserly pussy. I am throbbing, aching, panting with need. I didn't want it to experience this good, but my consistence is betraying me.

The man of affairs, from now on let's vociferation him Chris, won't tear his middle from my skirt. I think Daddy finally realised we have a viewer, because his digit are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my tender pussy. My relief is palpable, until Daddy's former paw goes to my front, and slowly jump to enkindle the hem of my skirt.

"No.."I groan softly, as his finger fucking pickes up gait again. nonentity but Daddy and Chris seem to get word me. daddy's fingers pull out for a import, and he quickly yanks my step-in down to just over my articulatio genus. My shock ! Chris, a total stranger can see my pussy ! My eyes are welling up at the indignity, but I couldn't help my hips slightly thrusting to meet Daddy's hand as he pushes two digit up me again.

Chris takes a sleek step back towards me, and none of his friends notice. He turnes to face me, his smirk becoming circuitous. Crowded between two wall and two men in the recess of the elevator, I can do aught as Chris brought a finger to my clit, and rubs. I am making soft grunting noises, jerking into the two work force pushing me so close to orgasm.

Daddy is letting a stranger rub me ! It feels so honest, and as I grow closer to that splendiferous flood tide, I can't contain my moan. The remaining three men all turn around and star at the shot in shock. Chris leans down to bite and work into the crook of my neck. I let out a shriek as I cum juicily all over the circle of fingers on my cunt. Chris immediately removes his hand and sucks my juice off his finger's breadth, his sultry gaze not leaving mine. daddy's finger stay inside me as he leisurely take advantage. The remaining men ware absently rubbing their excrescence as they take in the quite a little of me. Panties pulled down, skirt pulled up exposing a Cy Young pussy absolutely drenched. Tears of mortification roll down my impertinence but my hips keep thrusting wantonly back onto my Daddy's paw. He slowly pulls his fingers out, and I feel relieved. There is a pressure on my lips, and reflexively I open my mouth to the two fingers dada is pushing at me, and suck off my juice.

"That's a good lady friend"I hear Daddy say.

I hear a ding, and the elevator doors finally open. Briskly, daddy fall my wench and pulls up my panties. Everyone silently steps out of the elevator. I shamefully hold my regard down .