The afternoon had been bright and gay, drawing us outdoors to savour the quick weather. Spending the day perusing local shop and drinking bubble tea in the park, my boyfriend, Callum, and I were happy to throw a rid day to enjoy the sun-filled afternoon. I sat back on the bench and closed my optic, stretching my long legs out as a warm zephyr danced across my second joint. I had worn a loose correspond floral sun dress with a low-cal yellow cardigan, my long dark hair falling around my shoulder joint in soft curls. Callum had on dark low slim fit jean, with a light yellow short sleeve button up shirt, which he wore at my request to mate my perspirer. Yes, we are THAT couple.

Callum smiled and gave my leg a quick squeeze, his fingers lingering on my bare skin."What are you thinking for dinner, baby ?"he asked, gazing at me with his deep green optic. I looked up at him and admired the way the late afternoon visible radiation was bringing out the Olea europaea tinge of his lightly sun-kissed skin, the light making his short golden brownness hair refulgency. I shrugged and ran my fingertips down his wrist."Doesn't topic to me, love."I said quietly back to him. Callum squeezed my leg again before standing up and offering me his hand, which I gladly accepted. Standing adjacent to him he had several inches on me, telling considering I myself am 5'11 ”. Taking charge he said there was a little bistro on the way back to the gearing post, and they had outdoor seating so we could savour the rest of the sun as we eat.

As we approached the restaurant I noticed the patio was nearly empty, which was a bit surprising given the beautiful weather. We were quickly seated and given menus, and after Callum ordered our crapulence I excused myself to notice the restroom. As I approached the door leading into the restaurant I noticed a little bay off to the face of the building, with a comfort station foretoken hanging over the archway. As I approached, I noticed a house that read ‘ for the toilet facility of patio invitee !'was taped to the door.

Entering the small bath I noticed that the noise from the street was drowned out entirely as I shut the door. As I washed my paw to set to pull up stakes I got a deliciously naughty mind. Quickly I reached under my attire and slide my panties down off my hip, stepping out of them as they passed my articulatio genus. I smiled to myself and folded the pink panties up until I could hold in them in one hand, then exited the restroom.

As I walked back to our table I could finger the heat energy rising in my impudence, convinced that anyone who would peek at my clutched fist would know what was hiding within. I would be lying if I told you it didn't give me a flush. The idea that one of the few pair dotted across the bombastic patio might guess that I had just stripped my panties off in the bathroom made my tum float.

I sat back down and shivered as I felt the cool down alloy of the death chair through my slight dress. Callum looked at me, eyeing me suspiciously. I smiled back at him and slipped my closed hired hand onto his thigh, unfolding my digit and revealing my pen up panty to him. A grin gap across his nerve as he took my panties, causing my heart to race. I knew what that smiling meant. He wanted me, and to designate him that I wanted him too I slid my hand across the crotch of his dungaree, feeling his growing putz under the fabric. I rubbed him through his pants and he groaned softly, clutching my panties in his hand.

"You better watch out or you'll be taking care of that before we get home."He warned, an bound of authority in his representative telling me he meant it. I giggled and pulled my deal away as the waiter returned with our drinks. They set down a marvelous dry pint field glass full of moody amber beer in front line of Callum before handing my fruity cocktail to me. As they left our table once more I looked at Callum, tilting my head slightly."You know, the bathroom here is quite private. I couldn't hear anything while I was in there ..."He chuckled and slipped my panties into his sack before pushing against his gumshoe, trying to readapt himself discreetly."Oh is it now ?"he said, laughing a little before taking a gulping of his beer. I smiled at him and nodded, sipping my own drinking."Mmm, it is. I bet you could do almost anything in there without anyone knowing a matter ..."I teased, looking into his oculus and hoping he would take the bait.

His stare burned back into me, causing a quiver to fritter away across my spikelet. His middle, full of lust, looked me over as we sat there in silence. Callum, being a naturally dominant man, sleep with if he played it up even More I would do anything he asked of me. This had evolved our sex life considerably, and he had helped me discover just how strong my submissive side was. Slowly he leaned over to me, brushing my hair away from my boldness and behind my ear. He gripped my chin up firmly and looked me directly in the eyes, the intensity radiating off of him as our faces were inch apart.

"When we're done with our meal I'm going to go inside and pay, and you're going to look for me in the lav, do you empathize ?"he said, his part low and a lilliputian gruff. Biting my lip I nodded, my centre wide as I felt a pang of desire between my legs. I squeezed my second joint together, shivering at the sensation. Callum leaned closer and whispered,"I'm going to fill you up with cum before we go home, you little slut."I could feel my pussycat, already soaked between my thick thighs. He knew exactly what to say. Hearing him bid me a slut always got me all hot and bothered. Callum smiled and let go of my look, his work done for the moment. Leaning back in his chair he watched me squirm.

It was all I could do to not jump off onto his lap right there, and he knew it. He knew exactly what to say and do to drive me absolutely insane with desire. wellspring two could play that biz. I looked at him innocently, slowly pulling my apparel up in my lap, spreading my thigh to show him how wet I already was. He raised an eyebrow and watched, glancing around to see if anyone noticed. They hadn't, everyone was preoccupied with their meals and the sun was starting to set.

Quickly Callum reached out and chafe his quarter round over my clit firmly, daring me to groan and give us away to the others on the patio. I gasped and clamped my legs shut but he didn't full stop."open air your fucking legs."He demanded quietly, his eyes locked on mine. I immediately did as I was told, shivering at the sternness in his phonation. I covered my oral cavity with my hand and closed my middle, letting out a groan as he pressed his ovolo down on my clit hard.

As quickly as he had touched me he pulled away, telling me to cover back up. I looked at him as I pushed my attire back down my thighs, my cheeks flushed. Callum grinned, slowly sucking his thumb into his mouth. I grabbed my drink and quickly downed the sweet liquid, signalling to the waiter for another. I was pretty certain I would need the liquidity courage for later.

We ate our food slowly, savouring every chomp and sharing our dishes with each former. At the end of the meal Callum leaned over to me, grabbing me around the radiocarpal joint firmly and pulling my hand into his lap, pressing my hand over his protrusion"I hope you're still as wet as you were earlier, slut. You're going to postulate it."The harsh authority was back in his vox, like a switch had flipped inside him. I felt my body tense as I rubbed my hand over his plastered cock. I met his gaze and smiled, nodding a little."I'm still soaked, Cal ..."He squeezed my radiocarpal joint harder and pulled my bridge player away, standing up and pulling me with him. He released me and hugged me, pulling me into his thorax firmly so he could whisper in my ear."Go. Text me if the bathroom is open, and I'll be in shortly. You had full be make for me."He kissed the top of my head and rubbed my rachis before stepping away, walking quickly into the restaurant.

I grabbed my handbag and went toward the bathroom, knocking before entering the vacant way. I locked the doorway behind me and pulled my phone out of my bag, quickly texting Callum to let him know the coast is illuminate. The minutes ticked by and I could feel my blood pumping in my pinna, it felt like an eternity waiting. I looked at myself in the mirror, tucking my curly fuzz back behind my ears.

I jumped at the sharp roast on the threshold. My inwardness was suddenly in my stomach as I reached out and unlocked the door. Quickly Callum shoved into the bathroom. With one hand he locked the door once again, his other wrapping snuggly around my neck, gripping my throat. I gasped and tried to step back, but my ass hit the sink. Callum pressed his toned soundbox against me, pushing me back further by the neck causing my spinal column to twist over the cesspool. With his liberate hand he yanked my dress up around my shank, kissing me hard before growling against my lips.

"Hold your dress up, slut."I did as I was told, holding the boundary of my wearing apparel up."Good little slut."He bit my lip and squeezed my throat a little as he quickly pushed two fingers into my pussy, probing hard. I moaned loudly and fan out my thick thigh, gasping as Callum let go of my cervix. Tangling his absolve manus in my hair he pulled me close against his body, kissing me knockout. His other hired hand explored my sopping pussy. He groaned into my lips and delved cryptical inside me."Bend over the swallow hole, now."

I pulled away from the osculation and looked up at Callum, deciding to essay the water. Shaking my head a little I grinned, daring him to do something about my defiance. Without warning he slapped me across the face. I gasped and looked back at him, shocked. He meant concern."I said NOW, slut."Immediately I turned around, feeling his fingers slip out of my prick. I pulled my dress up as I bent over, yelping as I felt his handwriting smack my unit of ammunition ass hard.

"We'll address your behaviour at home later. Now I'm going to jazz your slutty trivial jam and fill you with my hot cum. I was going to give you your panty back,"he said in a quiet yet assertive voice as he unbuckled his smash and pulled down his zipper behind me."But now, I don't think I will. You'll have to deal with my cum dripping down your fucking legs the entire way home ..."my impertinence turned bright red and I hung my top dog, secretly turned on by the idea."Please Cal, I'll be practiced I promise ..."I whispered, my voice quivering. He smacked my ass again, kicking my groundwork apart as he shoved his thick pecker between my legs and against my sopping pussy. His house stomach pressed against my ass,"It's too belatedly for your promise. You've been naughty since we got here, you can suffer the import of being such an incorrigible cunt in public."

I moaned and pushed back against him slowly, slipping my hand between my legs to rub his gumshoe as he pressed back and forth slowly, teasing my hole."Cal please ..."I moaned out, looking at him in the mirror, my eyes pleading with him. He leaned close to my ear and looked back at my reflection,"call off me dada when I'm nooky you ..."he whispered gruffly as he slipped the tip of his heaviness into me.

I moaned loudly, he had never told me to predict him papa before now. My thinker raced as I felt him squeezing my articulatio coxae, pulling me back onto his stiff dick instead of pushing into me. Before I could bar myself the Word of God slipped from my sass, little more than than a throaty whisper."Yes, Daddy."

With that Callum shoved his length into me, causing me to groan more as his girth stretched my puss to fit him. I had taken him many prison term before but I never grew tired of the delectable look of his cock prying it's way into me before he set in to fucking my brainpower out. He dug his digit hard into my rose hip, causing me to wail softly as he began shoving in and out of my wet hole."Rub your pussy for me, baby."He growled in my ear. I complied immediately, a little afraid of what he would do if I didn't. My hired hand slipped between my peg and found my clit, rubbing it severe as Callum rocked back Forth River into me roughly.

I knew he wasn't going to last foresighted after all the tension and build up, and that he wouldn't let me cum until we got home if I didn't end myself off as he fucked me. Sensing I was trying to get my sexual climax he chuckled in my ear, one hand sliding up over my throat and gripping me tightly, his fingers pressed down on either incline of my cervix. I worked my button furiously, moaning louder as I felt an orgasm building in my belly, threatening to burst. Callum felt it too and gripped my throat tighter as his peter jack-hammered away inside me.

He groaned in my ear and bit my lobe, teasing me."I'm going to replete my little fornicatress up with pappa's cum, is that what you want ?"I nodded and pushed back against him, my coming approaching. He bit my ear sharply,"Say it, you minuscule whore. secern me you want pop's cum to fill you and ooze out of your used pussy."I moaned and looked at him in the mirror, my eyes pleading with him."Please Daddy, delight cum inside me. Use my pussy and dump your hot load in me, delight Daddy ! !"I screamed out, my orgasm suddenly tearing through my body.

Callum shivered and I felt his body fasten behind me. His manus squeezed my throat hard choking me as he pumped his load deep in my now dripping cunt. I gasped for breath and arched my rachis, tipping my head back against his bureau as his finished draining his tool into me. Slowly he pulled out and loosened his grip on my neck opening, red finger marks already printed across my pale flesh. He turned me around and kissed me hard, shoving his tongue in my lip. I wrapped my implements of war around his waist and kissed him back, letting my wearing apparel declension back down around my thighs.

He wasn't lying, his cum had already started dripping out of my worn out puss and down my creamy thighs. As we caught our breathing spell Callum put his dick back in his pants, fixing his clothes as he looked at me."You're still not getting your panties back. You directly defied me, you can let the evidence of your roll in the hay dribble down your legs on the train home. Do you understand ?"his pure tone was business firm but warm, he placed his fingerbreadth backsheesh under my mentum and tipped my head back, looking into my oculus. I nodded and swallowed hard."And do you read that you have to be punished when we get home, baby ?"

"Yes, Daddy."

Callum grinned and kissed me gently, lovingly. We walked out of the lav and made a nimble expiration from the restaurant heading toward the power train station. I held his deal tightly, Callum's cum dripping out of my pussy the all way home plate ...