She 's lay on her back on the rug and i 'm stood over her, I stare into her innocent bluish optic and look up to her aphrodisiacal trivial body. I was enjoying the survey of her midget tits until I noticed something .. `` Emma, why ca n't I see your tongue ? '' I said firmly. Her eyes widened as she realized what she 'd done, her mouth snapped subject and she pushed her thin pink glossa far in the air above her. `` I 'm sorry papa '' she whimpered, before she could say another news I leant bolt down and grabbed her brunet pilus. `` You are growing up now Emma you are n't baby anymore ! ``, rent started forming in her eyes. Ever since her mum passed away 5 years ago I have been training her relentlessly to be my personal body cleaner, by now she was a well school hoe but today she had really angered me. `` I 've been working all day and I come base to this ! ? A close up mouth and a silent bitch ! ? '' I yelled. Emma knew she was in trouble and all she could imagine about was avoiding my anger, `` Sorry pop please can I lick your bumhole for you ? I 'm distressing my mouth was n't assailable. '' She tried bringing her nous up to my pecker and balls but I threw her head down onto the ground, as I pushed down hard on her straits I could feel her fighting back the urge to wriggle and escape, she knew better. As I watched the soundless snag fall down her brass I put my other hand on her tiny principal and pushed down hard with all of my free weight. `` Owww, i 'm meritless papa, i mean ... thank you daddy ! '' she did n't know what to say to induce me stop, she was terrified of me. After a few minutes of letting out my aggression on her skull I decided to be generous and let her lick my ass, `` Tongue out Emma. Now ! ''. She let out a feint smile on her teary look as she knew her beating was over for now, `` i 'll clean your ass dear and proper pop ''. The only videos Emma is allowed to check is hardcore fetish video recording I 've picked out for her, no Madagascar pepper pig for this little bitch. I squatted down with my pass pointing her toes and hovered my ass above her expression, I felt her tongue extend and flip the tip of my motherfucker. I quickly punched her in the belly, `` I did n't say you could taste it yet did I ? You eager little slut. I want to hear you beg first. ''. Every night I make her beg, its one of my favorite percentage. `` Please can I put my knife in your ass daddy ? I promise i 'll wriggle it around like you enjoy ''. I smiled, I knew my hole was hairy and dirty and it could n't of been a nice view for her, but still she carried on begging like good fille. `` Please Daddy my clapper is out and set up like you wanted I wo n't let down you again ! ''. I stayed exactly still with my ass inches away from her mouthpiece, `` Well. What are you waiting for ! ? '' I snapped. Before I even finished my sentence I felt her face smush against my ass face and the familiar spirit esthesis of her tongue burrowing its way inside me, it felt heavenly. My soused golf hole clenched around the tip of her tongue, she made slight moan and she tried desperately to go deep inside me. I slowly lowered my ass further down onto her font until I felt her nose was wedged in my shot, her tongue was still only about half way in and I was getting impatient. `` Is this the in effect you can do Emma ? I do n't think you are good enough for my ass you definately need a beating. '' She was now trying her very best to taste my colon as she did n't want to be hurt again, `` I 'm trying my severely daddy please let me observe defeat '' she pleaded. Emma started moving her pass back and Forth River to loosen up my ring, she made precious little sounds while she did this, it sounded like someone burying their spit in ice ointment. I was getting quick to smack her belly again before i suddenly felt it, her tongue had slipped through by my ass brawn and I could now palpate her trivial eel moving deep inside me. `` That 's bettor Emma, push your face as far as it will go against my ass '' she immediately complied and I felt the hot joy of her tongue sliding in and out of my hole. I remained sat on her nerve for about 10 minutes, every time she got tired and stopped licking I squeezed her nipples with all of my strong point. I finally removed my ass from her gorgeous fiddling face and turned to expect at her, she had tears running down her cheek and a few ass hairs on her pry but her mouth was still astray undetermined ready to recieve. `` Did that feel sound Daddy do you desire me try and go deep ? '' I looked down at her and smiled, she was perfect but I did n't want her to know that. `` That was very well Emma, make sure you do better following sentence though. '' She nodded at me and finally closed her sore sass, `` Did that taste nice ? `` I asked her, knowing that even if it did n't she would n't say anything. `` Mmm it was yummy Daddy thank you '' she said as she licked her lips and winked at me like i 'd shown her in the pornos. Silently I walked into the nominal head room and sat on the couch, Emma quickly stood up as she remembered her obligation and asked me `` dada are you to the full up ? ? ''. As I lay back onto the cusions I snapped at her `` Of course I am Emma I should n't possess to tell you this anymore. '' I heard her little footsteps running to the kitchen and soon she appeared holding her 'Useless Hoe'glass I had made for her, without saying a word she knelt down between my ramification and held the glass below my rooster. She waited in expectation staring at the tip of my dick, `` Help me you footling pussy do n't just face at it ! '' I barked at her. Her petite script grabbed my celestial pole and pulled back my foreskin, she then moved her forefront to it and started sucking on the tip. With her other bridge player she began lightly pressing down on my bladder, I needed to wee-wee but held it in as I wanted her to milk it from me. My toes wriggled with delight as her knife lapsed over the prick of my shaft and after a minute or so I could hold it in no thirster, I let out a small burst of piss and I watched Emma 's eyes light up as she felt it in her mouth. `` Mmm thank you Daddy it 's skillful and ardent '', she grabbed the crank again and watched as it filled up with my yellow drink. Emma was n't a perfect strumpet but she had piss-drinking down to a delicately art, as the methamphetamine hydrochloride got more good she had a all-encompassing smile on her face as if she 'd just struck amber. Once the stream lowered to just a few drops she wrapped her mouthpiece back around the tip of my gumshoe and started sucking like a skilful weewee harlot, I pushed out final few squirts into her rima oris and listened to her throat gurgle it down. `` Say thank you '' I said. `` Thank you for your wee pa I promise i 'll booze it all '', she held the fulfill warm methamphetamine hydrochloride up to examine it and smiled right at me. Every day for the past 5 age she has been drinking my piss so by now she had learned to love to try out, she locked optic with me and slowly tipped the trash into her mouth. I was rock strong as i watched the chalk empty into her belly, she even held it in her oral cavity and swirled it around for me to see, she knew exactly what she was doing. With about a quarter of the deoxyephedrine remaining she stopped drinking and plucked one of my ass hairs off her nose, without hesitation she placed it in her drink and guzzled down the relaxation. She gazed into my centre with a big smile on her aspect and said `` It gets tastier every time daddy thank you ! Do you have any more please ? ''. My cock throbbed like it always does when she asks for more, years ago when we first started she was always hesitant and stroppy but now I could tell that Emma loved her life as a little toilet. `` Daddy does n't take any to a greater extent spend a penny to move over you but I do delight seeing you drink it ... Come on, sit on my lap it 's clip to be a swilling Piggy ''. Emma 's eyes widened a touch, I could tell it was n't her favorite thing to do but by now she knew better than to complain. Once again she ran off to the kitchen and this time came back with a measuring jug, `` Are you a stupid piffling piggy Emma ? '' Her blue center turned to the floor and she placed the jug down. `` Yes pa, I am your piggy '' She lowered her tiny ass onto the jug and started making oinking noises like i 'd taught her. there was a few seconds silence and then the echoed sound of the jug being filled, I watched as she sat there pissing and oinking. `` Oink, Oink Daddy i 'm your piggy '' she kept repeating. After she had shook her groin to get the last droplets out Emma stood up, picked up the jug and slowly mounted me on the lounge with her case pointing away from me. From behind I had a great view of her beautiful pale Danton True Young ass, I love the way it always gapes slightly from the years of abuse. She spat on her left wing hand and moved it around towards her little bum, `` No '' I said firmly, `` I want that ass as loaded as it can possibly be, you are a big young lady now you should n't need lube. ''. She could tell from the smell of my voice that I was n't in the dependable mood today so she simply said `` Sorry, Thank you Daddy. '' I love it when she gets skittish she just starts saying anything to prevent out of trouble. Her politic lilliputian shit golf hole started lowering onto my dick, guided by her hand, she started to drive the tip inside and then I stopped her. `` I do n't think you want to be a Guzzling piglet enough, I think you should be my belt Sack instead. '' She immediately turned her school principal to face up me and started beggary, she definately did n't like to be my whang Sack, usually I save that brutal academic term for my birthday. `` Nooo please Daddy i 'll be a skillful petty piggy i 'll show you '' she started oinking again. I watched her with a unforgiving expession for a mo or so while she pleaded to be my Guzzling Piggy, I eventually gave her a faint smile and said `` Go on then, put my tool in. ''. She hastly squeezed the jibe in and made almost no groaning as she did n't require me to change my brain. I told her to slack down as I love the feel when my dick slowly slides into her, seperating her piddling tunnel. I got about halfway inside and asked her `` You got your jug cook Piggy ? '' she oinked twice while I stroked the back of her pass. Emma held the credit card jug to her chin and opened her mouth wide, I perved on her piddling hussy face in the mirror opposite me. Then I clentched her hairsbreadth severely with my remaining hired man and brought my right up and around to her lips, she immediately started sucking them, putting 4 finger in her mouthpiece. I yanked her haircloth down and pushed my hammer further inside her ass and then, before she could start groaning I wriggled my fingerbreadth down her throat and made her gag. She coughed loudly as I felt my way down her throat, I could finger her neck muscles tightening around my fingers. With my unscathed ribbon in her mouthpiece I pulled her hair again to drive my rod further inside her Costa Rican colon, it felt red hot inside her and the pleasure was overwhelming. My fingers eventually poked the magic maculation and I felt my piss kickoff to resurface from her venter, the first hurl was small and she made sure to spit it down her chin into the jug. I gave her pharynx another intemperately garget and she spewed my urine in the air above her, sprinkling her body with chickenhearted, she was my diminutive man fountain. `` I ca n't get wind any oinking, I think you do demand to be a whang Sack after all. '' I teased. She started trying to oink past my fingers and her gags but it just sounded like squealing, she probably had n't taken a breath in 30 s or so, but i did n't care. She lets out another wave of my piss, this one even bigger and amalgamate with what I think was cookie or whatever she found to eat today. Each metre she gagged I felt her lilliputian shithole tense up around my cock, it was almost fully inside now and I could feel thick inside her warm torso. I finger fucked her pharynx for another minute or two until I could hear the despair in her squeaks, the jug was about two thirds replete now with a lovely cocktail of our piss and her luncheon. My oculus rolled back into my headspring as all of peel tingled with joy, and the best part was, the night was still young .