Chapter 1 :

Come With Me, My love.

Standing alone, his hefty chest and subdivision are bare, garbed with white tribal harem stern in an vast multi-colored flowered hayfield. The warm sun glow through the callosal mountains that surround him in the distance, shimmering on the flowing river. A breeze gently rustles the grass as a cacophony of whispers fills the atmosphere of the meadow.

Among the many voices he hears Destinee 's voice majestically forebode to him, `` Saint David my love, my Martin Luther King Jr. come with me. ''

It distinctly whispers Echo above the others `` Where are you ? '' Turning his head searching for her. The air around him begins flexing, he examines his limbs and neck opening from this unusual sensation, he senses heartsease, not reverence.

Her voice is in the flow of the wind surrounding him.

'' Jacques Louis David my love, my King. ``

She appears before him in an amber silk high snag, Thera dress prosperous arm cuff, and aureate tomentum gem throughout her farseeing butterfly locs. She smiles and reaches out her hands

'' Come with me, my lovemaking. '' All of the other whisper violently vanish in an explosive whooshing audio

Though she stands before him, her spokesperson surrounds him in a expectant echoing whisper.

'' Like an apple tree among the tree diagram of the forest, so is my beloved among the men, with great delight I will sit in your shade and your fruit will be sweet to my gustatory perception. ``

He gives his hand gazing upon her glorious elegance and beauty in awe of her, they run through the theater holding hands as she leads him.

She looks back over her shoulder to him smiling. A vision is cast into his intellect of her, kneeling before him feeding his long toilsome cock into her widespread mouth pleasing him. They are both enraptured in luxuria and desire.

They continue running until they reach a river, near the bottom of a waterfall. Caressing one another with her head leaning on his bureau, she says to him `` My dear, issue forth with me. '' He holds her face and asks `` Where to ? '' As he does, the hint now howls, swaying the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. They look around. `` No, not yet, please ! '' She cries. He looks and calls her name `` Destinee ? ! ''

Men materialize from the mud of the world in ancient attire and shawls overlay their faces armed with spears, they attack David. He attempts to fight them off yet they overpower him with comfort and draw their lance on him ! `` Please no ! Destinee cries out ! silver grey shackle and chain of mountains are ejected from the ground binding his hands, human foot, and cervix.

Destinee runs to him in doing so, the wind speeds increment and are now roaring she stretches her weapons system to him as the force play of the farting is too nifty `` My Love ! '' She shouts `` Destinee ! '' He wails, fighting and pulling the chains but to no help. He reaches out to her, there is care in her oculus ! The force of the wind becomes too powerful to resist any longer, it sweeps her off of her feet, and hurls her through the air over the trees and out of David 's passel ! `` Desineeeee ! '' He calls out to her enraged, confused, and torn !

Chapter 2 :

The daybreak after

'' Destinee, Destinee, Destinee ! '' calling out to her tossing and turning in his bed, he wakes abruptly in a cold sudor gasping searching his consistency for range. Fully conscious he understands it was a dream, though it felt so actual to him, he plants his typeface in his palms perplexed. He notices he no longer feels the weightiness of her body laying on him anymore he turns over to see if she is laying in the prominent bed, he does n't see her.

'' Destinee ? '' He calls out to her anticipating her answer. There is n't one. Putting his night wearing apparel on he walks across the hall to the guest room and knocks `` Destinee ? '' He calls, no answer. He begins to vex. Unexpectedly he hears sizzling and a delicious fragrance fills his nostril. He heads downstairs and manner of walking to the kitchen. His essence is secure, he is okay because she is okay. There she is, wearing only pink lace step-in and his light blue dress shirt with the arm rolled up, her tomentum is pulled back in a ponytail making him breakfast, hot cake, oatmeal, Roger Bacon, and testis.

He smiles. `` Wow ! You went all out Huh ? ''

She looks to him with a wannabee smiling,

'' I hope you slept well ? I did n't want to wake you so early and I did n't know what time you went to shape. I got up early and showered to produce certain you ate before you left. I hope you do n't beware ? ``

'' No, not at all. I appreciate it… '' She warms his core. `` battercake are my favorite breakfast dish. '' He examines her consistency in his shirt `` shit she 's so sexy in my shirt ! '' He thinks to himself.

'' I borrowed your shirt if you do n't mind ? '' She smiles while stirring the food for thought.

'' You look comfortably than me in it. ''

She blushes. `` You 're so sugared Mr. King. '' She stares at him. For a brief present moment, they watch each other, silently. Thinking to themselves about the consequence of last night.

'' Do I have time to shower before you 're done ? '' He asks.

'' I 'm almost done but yes. You have clip. '' She kindly responds.

Walking up to her while she cooks at the cooking stove, he wraps his arms around her, hugs her with a loving embracement, she shuts her heart, receiving his embrace she is sensitive to his speck she feels secure in his strong arms. The aroma of her hair's-breadth pleases him, kissing her on the back of her head whispering `` Thank you. '' In her ear. These two words warm her mortal.

Setting the spatula aside she begins to turn toward him in his blazon. Facing him she looks into his eyes, she tugs him into her by his shirt and kisses him gently rubbing her nose and lip on his. `` The smell of our love still rests on your lips, my love. '' Calmly she comment and licks his lips. He basks in her desire for him. His, dick is becoming hard he pulls her tight and close by the small of her spinal column stroking her face with the digit of his right hands, and smothers her with a tongue kiss. They moan holding each early, being inside one another 's grip kindles flames of their desires once again.

'' My. King '' she utters in between their deep buss but not wanting to blockade. `` The food for thought my honey. '' He pulled back gently making sure as shooting to stay fresh her from the heat of the kitchen range as the noise of the sizzling increases and a light green goddess rises from the pan. `` I do n't want to burn the food, my love. '' He smiled at her and she smiled back. `` You 're right, I 'm meritless I got a trivial channel away. '' He apologized. She bit her lips `` It 's O.K., you might want to hurry on that shower so you can eat before work ? ``

'' Oh yes. You 're right. '' Still admiring her beautiful, radiant, golden light skin enhanced by the sun glowing around her through the window. `` Go ! '' gently pushing his chest and giggling, he makes her blush. And she brings him peace. `` Okay ! '' He makes his way to his room to get in the shower. As the piddle runs over his body he thinks strongly to himself about everything occurrence and his dream and what it could mean.

'' David… What are you doing bruh ? We are going to get in some life-threatening difficulty if soul finds out about us ! But why does my heart feel the way it does about her, I 'm so force to her, this is n't like me. And what the hell was that dream about ? Maybe we just need to demand things slow up, maybe at least until she turns eight-teen… Yeah, I need to utter to her about this ! No more sex ! … For now at least ! ``

Chapter 3 :

'' I 'm Your King, Yes ? ``

He dresses in a tan bikini two-button slim fit suit, silk Caucasian dress shirt, a atomic number 79 Michael Kors automatic watch. brownness Oxford Monk apparel shoes. With a few sprays of Bleu De channel cologne water to match his body backwash and oils his groomed beard. He comes back on a lower floor with an hour left to get to make for. She waits for him at the board, as she sees him her brass lights up with arousal.

She watches him as he walks. He walks with confidence, assured of himself, substantial, but not cocky. There was a humbleness in the strength that he gave off. Seeing the way he carries himself makes Destinee wet. He pulls his electric chair back and sits at the table. `` This looks absolutely delicious ! '' smell at his plate.

'' Yes… Yes, it does… '' Destinee responds, looking at him. Jacques Louis David smiles trying to ignore her commentary.

He takes a pungency of the pancakes and closes his eyes `` Mmmmm, this is fantabulous ! ''. `` You like it ? '' She asks.

'' Oh, yes absolutely. This might be well than my mother 's cooking. '' Continuing to eat.

She smiles, pleased to hear he loves her cookery. She begins to eat.

'' I made you a smoothie as well. It 's in the fridge. It should help with energy and protein while you 're out today seeing we were up so later. '' She was getting to his heart.

'' Ms. hill ? ''

'' Yes, My King ? ''

'' You did n't have to do all of this for me. ``

'' Well, why not ? I did tell you, you were my King no ? I want to process you and be for certain you have all that you need… ''

His heart was overcome with the warmness of her kindness.

He sits up in his chair putting his fork down and pass over his facial expression with his table napkin. faithful his workforce and sets his elbows on the tabular array and takes a deep breath.

'' Destinee… We need to spill the beans. ``

'' …. Ye -- Yes… ? '' She stutters with concern, a look of heartache grieves her facial expression.

He stands up from the tabular array and paseo over to her, reaches his hand out to her, gesturing to her to remain firm with him. She does.

'' Destinee, I think we 're moving too fast. '' He claims

'' You think so ? '' She responds `` Was net dark not really to you ? Did it think of naught ? '' She replies.

'' No ! Not at all ! cobbler's last night was groovy ! The full ever… I just… ''

'' Just, what ? Is there person else ? Am I not enough for you ? '' Her optic become teary-eyed.

He holds her case and kisses her forehead. `` That 's not it. Do n't ever say that ! I just want to get for sure there 's more to us than sex. ''

'' David… When you told me you loved me… Did you mean it ? ``

He stares into her precious eyes.

'' Yes… '' he confesses.

'' Then that 's all that affair ! '' With her manus on his breast, she snuggles herself to him.

'' David, just as you do n't fall in sexual love so easily, neither do I, and just as you love hard… So do I. Yet here we are… When I told you I love you I meant every bit of it ! '' She insists.

'' When will you be 18 ? '' He asks

'' Soon enough… '' She rebuts.

'' Destinee… ''

She interrupts `` Do you believe in love at number one sight ? ``

'' I think, I do now… ''

'' Then believe my love for you is real, and that will be enough for us… '' Her hands walk down his abs.

'' Destinee.. '' He gently attempts to actuate her hands, she brushes his manpower aside. `` No ! I told you this belongs to me ! '' Her assertiveness turns him on. She unbuckles his belt and pants, staring passionately into his eyes.

'' Destinee I 'm going to be late to wo -- ''

His hand still on her face, she pulls his knickers down over his rooster with every cam stroke she feels him growing cock-a-hoop in her frail hands.

He exhales in expiation and she kisses his lips. She is a frightening weakness to this strong man, quickly becoming his Kryptonite.

'' TELL ME… Tell me, this tool belongs to me ! ``

'' Oh ! You are dangerous ! '' He fights back trapped in his desire for her and reverence of the unknown.

He resists her as best as he can `` No ! '' He says but he knows he 's breaking down.

She grips his putz tighter giving it a slight and aristocratic tug looks down at it she fixes her lips opens her hand exposing his peter and spits on it `` Ah fuck ! You are so tight ! '' He moans loudly.

'' I said severalize me it 's mine dada ? Now ! '' She whines like a sexy, spoiled bratty teenager.

She is taming him like a lion ! Stroking his psyche with a firm bobby pin, she cups her hand using her fingers to knead his expand tool in her bridge player. She 's getting wet from the satisfaction of seeing him become vulnerable to her touch.

David has enough ! Sliding his workforce from her soft face to her throat grabbing her firmly but not enough to suffer her, quickly walking her back and pressing her into the wall. She gasps and bites her bottom of the inning lip.

'' When I say no ! I mean it ! '' He asserts with a stern voice. He loves what she is doing to him but he ca n't let himself lose control condition, not gain.

'' Have I awakened the beast, my love ? '' She teases.

'' You have not fucking estimate ! ``

'' Show me then ! '' Still stroking his center in her hands.

He desires her but not on her damage this time. But his. He pins her against the rampart ; her hands are still on his dick !

'' motility your hands NOW ! '' With a still authority.

She was so wet for him. `` Or what ? '' She challenges him.

She begins sliding down to wall preparing to kneel before him. He lifts her by the throat with gentle strength. He removes her hands with one swat from his innocent hired man, staring her passionately in her middle. He rips open the garb shirt of his she wears revealing her perky breasts to him.

'' Spread your thighs now ! I guess daddy 's going to stimulate to be late today because he has to teach you a fucking lesson ! Now spread those aphrodisiac ass second joint for me ! '' He commands her, snatching off his suit cap and tossing it to the floor.

'' Mmmmm yes, daddy ! '' She obeys. He awakens all of the lust inscrutable inside of her. His hands on her waist he licks her ear and whispering to her `` I am your King yes ? ``

'' Yes… '' She utters in a passionate sibilation.

His hired man slide up to her breasts.

'' I want to hear you say it ! look me in the centre and tell me… I 'm your King ! ``

Her breathing becomes laborious. `` Yessss… '' She utters lustfully

His hands on her spiritualist nipples he begins to tug them gently, leaning his ear to her lips…

'' Yes, what ? '' He commands

'' You are, MY KING ! '' She moans and kisses his ear.

He kisses her with his tongue oceanic abyss in her mouth `` well ! Unbutton papa 's shirt '' She unbuttons his shirt as he tells her, he kisses her slowly and passionately for being a right lady friend and obeying.

'' Good, now… Do n't you move ! You hear me ? ``

'' Yes, daddy I wo n't, I promise ! '' She immediately responds.

'' You stay right fucking here. '' He looks at her ready to pig her. She is so wet for him. He tosses his shirt to the ground.

He walks to the cabinet and grab chocolate syrup sauce. He fills a medium-size bowl with fond water. Setting the arena on the tabular array, he stands before her again. Licking his brim. `` Time to do to you what I 've wanted since I first saw you. strike off daddy 's shirt ! ``

'' Yes, daddy. '' She begins to take it off.

'' Slowly ! '' He commands, watching her with the burnt umber sauce in one mitt and stroking his dick with the other.

Sliding one berm out slowly, she looks down at him stroking his long dick, she lusts for it, she licks and bites her lip in a burning desire for him.

'' Did I say you could look at it ? ``

'' But dadd -- ''

'' LOOK, at me ! '' He authoritatively interrupts.

She obeys. `` Yes papa I 'm sorry… ''

'' He walks up to her while she 's still taking off his torn shirt. His tip touches her belly as he strokes it. `` spitting on daddy 's dick '' he commands. She obeys and spits a gob on his dick. For a legal brief moment, he allows her to watch him stroke his farsighted, girthy putz. He sees it takes everything in her not to disturb his rooster as her hands are flinching in her desire to grab him yet resisting. Then he backs away `` Alright that 's plenty heart back up here ! '' He instructs her. She finishes taking off his shirt and flip it.

'' transfer your ponytail. ``

'' Yes. Daddy. '' She complies

'' That 's a practiced girl, do as daddy says and you 'll be rewarded. Disobey and you 'll be punished. You understand ? ``

'' Yes, daddy… I understand. '' She tries knockout not to smile like the Whitney Moore Young Jr. spoiled teenage girl she is, knowing she was getting exactly what she wants from him. The fact that he is choosing to be former to process, for her, makes her love him all the more. He takes off his pants and shoes standing before her, seeing her like this made his cock strong as brand. Her curves, her luscious knocker, gratifying cunt rim, and long beautiful hair's-breadth. He shakes his head in unbelief that a cleaning woman can be this magnificent.

He pours the chocolate sauce down her neck opening, it drips onto her nipples, his hired hand on the back of her head he pulls her hair tilting her headway back he licks his firm tongue on her soft delicate skin tasting her neck sending signaling of enjoyable sensations throughout her young soaked body `` Yesssss daddy… You 're so good to me… '' She whimpers, her centre roller to the backbone of her psyche thoroughly enjoying his strong embrace ! To her, this is her man ! She loves him, yes deeply ! Like a moth to the flame, she is inevitably drawn to him. She desires nothing but him, her man… Her top executive, making cherubic passionate passion to her. She wants him all to herself and she gets what she wants.

He gathers her breast together, sucks her pap lifting her tit toward her lips he licks his tongue from the bottom of her nipple into her mouth forcing her taste perception herself with him pressing her teat into her sassing he makes her bat her tit with him.

This drives her untamed ! She reaches to play with her wet pussy. He snatches her hand away and she gasps

'' Not without my permission ! This snatch belongs to me now ! '' He objects with solid and tranquilize authority. She throws her back begging him to permit her. As he pulls her nipples tighter, his clapper deep in her mouth.

'' You better not so much as cum without my license. Do you learn me ? ! ``

'' Yesssss. '' She moans

His hand grips her throat `` Yes what ? ! ``

'' Yes, my King ! ''

His right deal clutches her throat, he sucks and slurps her nipples, his impart glides down her soft belly. He stuffs his big hand down her panties feeling her lovely wetness massaging her fluent brim. She moans and scratches the wall, her branch starting time to shake.

'' Mmmm, is all of this wetness for papa ? '' Starring her in the middle, umber sauce from her neck glazes his beard.

She nods her head.

He easily inserts his finger into her.

'' Ahhh ! ! My God ! '' Gripping his forearm bracing from the satisfaction he causes her.

'' I asked you a dubiousness ! ``

'' Yes, daddy… This is for you ! You turn me on babe ! ! I ca n't help it ! I want you ! '' Looking into his eyes affectionately

He inserts another fingerbreadth, fingering her unfermented welcome pussy.

'' That 's a good slight female child. When daddy asks you a question you answer him ! Do you hear me ? ! ``

'' Yes ! '' She moans immediately. The pleasure he brings her is overwhelming. As he fingers her, she begs him to let her grab a clutch of him, he permits her to. She latches onto his back, her painted nails scratching him ! He grunts from the pain… But he takes it. His fingers Egyptian pound her dripping pussy, they kiss passionately making her more wet !

'' pop ! ! ! ! Yessssss pa ! ohhhhh ! ``

'' You 're so sexy, sister ! '' He tells her and kisses her passionately.

'' Thank you, daddy ! ``

He plucks his finger from inside of her wet warmheartedness. They are coated with white cream. She pants from the delight her torso feels…

'' Mmmm, would you look at that, we have ourselves a creamer. '' He sucks his cream-covered finger into his mouthpiece, `` Oh, sister you 're so nasty. '' She pleads `` Only for you. '' He replies. `` subject up '' he commands, immediately her mouth is open. `` Now draw your sweet cream from daddy 's fingers. '' She sucks his finger `` Mmmmm '' she delights, her tongue swirling them. `` Yeah…. That 's a soundly girl ! Now…. suck pa 's dick ! ''

This is the likes of perfumed music to her ears.

'' YES, DADDY ! ! ! '' She 's been waiting to hear those words. Eagerly she falls to her knees `` Aht aht… hold. '' He says before dripping the chocolate sauce on his pecker, she watched as it dripped on his shaft, like a starving lioness she watched impatiently. `` Now suck… Slowly. ''

She kisses his peter.

'' Thank you, my king. '' Slowly stroking his shaft she smears his tip on her lips closing her eyes. `` I want you to feel the love I have for you ... My King. '' Groping his testis lovingly with her early hand. `` I want to deliver all of myself to your majesty ... I do n't require anyone else to have you… '' St. David 's kernel thawing at the strait of her hungriness for him as his centre roll to the dorsum of his head satisfied by her love.

hatchway her mouth wide she begins to stuff her mouth with his cock, looking at him with her big hazelnut tree oculus as she pleases him, her puss is juicy and wet from the taste of his dick on her lingua, back and forth her sass playground slide. St. David loves her, she drives him rampantly but he had to prompt her who was in ascendency. Tenderly brushing her hair's-breadth aside he strokes her brass lovingly. He holds her by the face of her human face and pulls himself from her mouth, as spit and chocolate run down her chin. `` I do n't remember giving you permission to speak… ''

'' I 'm no-account Dadd -- ''

'' Stick out your knife ! '' He interrupts

She does as she 's told, her long, moist tongue out of her lips prepared for him. Grabbing his shaft to ensure his head he polishes her tongue she moans as he makes her taste him. `` You love the taste of this dick do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, daddy ! I do ! ! ''

'' Good. Do you enjoy daddy ? ``

'' Yes… papa, I do '' She continues to taste him caressing his dick on her tongue.

'' That 's a in effect girl, Now open up so you can feel how practically dada loves you. Feel dada 's dear deep in your pharynx ''

'' Yes, daddy ! ! ! '' She obeys and opens her oral cavity wide, relaxing her throat for him.

'' Nnnnn, GHH GHH GHH ! '' Her mouth is full of pecker. `` That 's right, feel pappa 's sexual love inside you, princess ! '' He thrusts his humanness deep into her throat `` Aaaahhhh yes baby ! You please daddy so well princess ! '' Her eyes were watering. Seeing himself stuffed in her mouth was a sight to behold now he could see her in the sparkle, her pretty, delicate, offspring pharynx in action mechanism. Her custody affectionately on his thigh he force-feeds her Thomas More of him. Though she loves him, it 's more than she can occupy as her soundbox begins to thrill, her hands on his thigh she taps him but he ignores her. He drives her wild and she loves him her pussy sass are thumping in anticipation of his penetration ! `` Ghhh ! Ghhh ! Ghhhn ! '' She gags on his hawkshaw. `` MMMMMM ! ! '' The sound of her articulation is muffled by this cock down her throat. Her legs shiver, she lets out a repress squeal

'' MMMMMMMMMM ! ! ! ! '' Hands on the side of her grimace, he plucks himself out of her mouth !

'' Did you just cum ? ! '' He asks her demanding to know !

Her read/write head down breathing heavily

She licks her lips `` I 'm sorry daddy I tried to tell you, but your sweet shaft was rich in my throat ! ! ... '' She says to him so sweetly.

'' Get up ! Now ! '' He commands, helping her to her feet. Staring her down `` What did daddy tell you ? ``

'' Not to cum, without your permission… '' Her chief is down.

He lifts her head with his hand, his thumb on her Kuki.

'' And did you obey me ? Or Disobey me ? ``

'' But my Kin -- ''

'' We 're, you disobedient ? ! ! '' In a poop vocalisation, now he stood nose to nuzzle with her, their lips touching.

'' I was disobedient, my King… '' She whispers. Their bodies and lips are so close when she licks her mouth her tongue grazes his lips. His stature intimidates her, she loves the flavor of him ruling her. Her fire burns for him and he sees it all in her heart as he stares at her with swell ardor !

'' And what did I say would happen if you disobeyed ? '' Tilting his principal, he kisses her glazed, chocolate-covered dick-sucking lips.

'' My King said that I would be punished… '' Wanting to touch his chest, her hand reluctantly stays down. Taking the towel from the ardent roll of pee, he rings it out on her neck as the water flows down her breast. He tenderly cleans her side. He kisses her and bends her over the side of the rectangular table, he takes his belt from his pants on the floor.

He wraps his belt around her neck and fastens it firmly. She is wet with anticipation of him that her passion for him drips down her thigh.

Quickly he cleans his fount and hawkshaw from the drinking chocolate not wanting to infect her. The remaining water he pours on her impertinence. It runs down her ass, and thighs making her pelt glisten in the light.

'' You are so have intercourse sexy ! ( admiring her tight ass knack over his table ) But you are also so… fucking… disobedient ! ! .. ''

'' I 'm sorry daddy… '' biting her lip and trying not to let him see her smile as he gives her what she wants ...

'' You will be ! ... ``

She clinches the table

He pulls her head back by the leather whack wrapped around his hand, and he spanks her wet ass.

'' Did n't daddy '' ( spank ) ... `` severalise you '' ( spank ) ... `` NOT to cum '' ( SPANK ) `` WITHOUT ! His license ? ! ! ! '' SPANK, SPANK, SPANK ! ! Between each spank, she let out a moan of pure pleasure.

Gasping heavily `` Yes. Daddy… I 'm sorry… ''

SPANK ! ! `` Then why did you defy me ? hmm ! ``

She began sniffling, tears running down her face…

SPANK ! ! ! SPANK ! ! Her fat ass was becoming light red from his spanking.

'' I asked you a doubt ! '' He notices she is crying, he drops the belt immediately and tends to her. `` Why did you stop dada ? '' She whimpers.

'' I hurt you ? '' He says lovingly

'' No, My business leader, these are tears of pleasure… And love… I deserve to be spanked and punished. I need to be taught a lesson… ''

His heart sank for her…. Leaning over her he kisses her sassing, and licks her tears.. catch the belted ammunition, shoves his dick interior of her dripping cunt, using the belt wrapped around her cervix to pull her caput back again for leverage and control, and fucks her adept and severely ! !

'' Yessss Daddy ! ! Yessss ! ! I 'm so sorry daddy ! '' She yells, clinging to the boundary of the fleshy mesa as it shakes and thuds from his domination of her.

Her luscious, plump, wet ass impudence clap loudly on his hip, as he pounds her ! `` Daddy ! Daddy ! I 'm cum -- OOOOOHHHH MY GOD ! ! ''

Her soaking puss tightens and clutches his dick and she orgasms and squirts all over his gumshoe making her physical structure lose control !

'' You sexy, fucking, disobedient, malcontent niggling bitch ! You came again, did n't you ? ``

'' Yes daddy, I 'm distressing ! '' She replies.

'' Did you ask me for permission ? '' Now slowly pounding her from behind.

'' But DaDDy ( pounding ) you ( pounding ) fUCk me so go -- ''

Interrupting by snatching her caput back by the belt around her throat as he 's still pounding her sweetened twat `` Did you ask for permission ? ``

'' No daddy.. '' Biting her lip hiding her smiling. `` I ( pounding ) Think I ( Pounding ) demand more ( Pounding ) PUNIShment… ''

'' You filthy little girl… seed here, on your knees NOW ! '' Yanking himself out of her sweet wet pleasure pickle. And forcing her to her stifle. His dick glistens with her wet ointment `` afford up that rebellious little backtalk of yours… ''

'' Yes, pop '' She obeys him.

He thrusts his cream-coated manhood into her warm backtalk, shoving his meat into her pharynx !

'' MMMMMMM… GHHH, GHHH, GHHH, GHHH '' She gags on his meat as he force-feeds her.

'' That 's right, suck all the cream off of pop 's peter ! '' Her purulent drip from him dominating her. The feeling of her man, her Martin Luther King Jr., filling up her tight throat set her ablaze !

He squats down a bit groping her clay nipple pinching them using them to pull himself into her mouth ! He yanks himself free from the suction of her sloppy wet sass as she pants for air !

'' Have you learned your lesson yet ? ''

Gasping for air `` Mmmm Yes, daddy ! It wo n't happen again… '' She pleads.

'' unspoilt ! '' He counters.

Chapter 4 :

'' severalise Me You Love Me, dada ! ``

He swipes the mesa clearing it absolve of their food making a mess on the level but not caring. Gently tugs on the belt around her neck for her to move with him as he lays on the mesa. `` Now ride daddy 's dick ! ''

'' My King, may I have permission to speak ? '' She begs.

'' Permission granted ! '' Laying on his back.

She climbs atop his body and diddlyshit over him, snap ahold of his dick grinding his tip on her wet button preparing to please herself with his fat cock.

'' That 's right baby, put daddy 's dick in you ! ``

Slowly sliding him into her, she lets out a gasp of delight, she whips her head back throwing her hair behind her and begins to ride him in cowgirl. Her manus on his chest holding on to him.

'' pappa, I love you, your dick feels so practiced interior of me ... '' looking into his eyes while riding him.

'' Thank you for letting me ride you, and please you. ``

'' You 're welcome baby '' his script on caressing her thighs easing up her position. `` You ride daddy so good princess… ''

'' Thank you daddy '' She responds in joy with a spoiled bratty smiling on her face.

'' Oh my GOD infant you 're so tight ! '' He shouts. Her breast bouncing in his fount. He grips her rose hip and helps her to thrust down onto him.

'' pappa, wo n't you tell me you love me… Please ? '' She whines softly.

Lovingly staring her in the eye `` Make, me ! '' He challenges her. She leans toward his face, still riding him and slowly twisting her pelvis in a circular motion, her bridge player embrace his cheek, she kisses him, her knife deep in his mouth and he receives it, she makes him taste their dearest from sucking his dick. Her lovely ambrosia, hot chocolate sauce, the rest of his sum on her knife, all of it, she makes him taste it.

'' Do you taste our love, my business leader ? ! '' She caresses his facial expression and fucking him.

'' Yes, infant, we taste so proficient together. '' He responds.

She smiles. `` Is this undecomposed daddy or do you like it like this ? ``

She lifts one leg over him turning her back to him she shoves him back inside of her she rides him rescind cowgirl showing him her plump ass and tight exposed ass hole as she spread her cheek for him. Her fat pussy lips swallow his cock.

'' I want you to see this baby… tone and see what you do to me ? My tight, little pussy ? Wrapping around your meat babe ? I 'm creaming for your beloved daddy '' She seduces him further. `` I ca n't stop creaming until you tell me you love me, daddy ! ``

'' Oh my GOD baby yes I see it, hump, you 're so sound to me ! '' He confesses.

St. David holds on to her depressed binding, she removes his hands. `` No, just lay back and subscribe it, daddy ! ''

She squeezes her breast, pounces, and pounds his gumshoe. Her fat ass eruption against his flesh. She pounds him unvoiced and harder.

'' shtup ME, BABY ! YES ! ! FUCK dada ! ''

She makes her pussy coerce his dick…

'' OH, FUUUUCK ! ! ! '' He roars

'' I feel your making love cryptical inside of me, daddy, it feels so good. I ca n't admit it daddy ( she breathes heavily ) dad I need license to cum !

'' Ahh, screw ! NO ! Not yet ! '' He teases.

'' Please daddy ! She pounds him faster, whining and gasping for air barely able to speak.

'' Permission… Granted ! '' He announces.

With a heavy moan, she releases her sleep with all over his pleasance marijuana cigarette in a passionate crazed fit !

'' OHHH YESSS DADDY ! YOUR gumshoe IS SO GOOD TO ME ! ``

'' ass ! Your kitty is fucking amazing infant ! You 're so sleep with sexy child ! ``

'' Thank you, dada ! Now tell me you love me, I need to hear you say it… ( pounding him harder ) Please… '' Her body is becoming tired but she refuses to grant in until she hears what she wants from him.

Begging him, she peeks over her shoulder, she sees his expression in astonishment, his sinew rippling, sweat dripping down his neck, breast, and abs.

She fucks him so deliciously he is speechless, capable to do naught but trouser and groan from the gratification she gives him. There 's only the strait of her sloppy wet snatch pleasuring him, her fat ass pounding his flesh, and the thick wooden board receiving their love.

'' Mmmm '' She smiles with deviance and licks her back talk, she knows exactly what she is doing to him, she has him right where she wants him, in the cutter batch of her wet, tight love.

Taking a deep gasp `` Oh, my GOD ! I love you ! I love you, baby ! '' He cries out in fondness. `` Turn around baby, I want to see you ! '' Lifting her leg she turns to him still sitting on his cock.

David sits upright on the mesa and they hold each early cheek to font as she rides him slowly. Her second joint are spread wide and straddled over him.

'' It feels so good to get wind you tell me you love me, daddy ! ``

They tongue osculate slowly, he spreads heart-to-heart her impudence plunging deeper into her sweet wet pleasure box.

'' God baby what are you doing to me ? ``

'' I 'm loving you baby… '' She pleads

'' You are my King babe ? '' She moans and rustling in his ear.

'' Yes my love, I am ! '' High on the fume of her intoxicating lust, he answers. She 's a dangerous, resistless drug to him, the mavin she causes him is nearly spellbinding and soporific.

'' I am your faggot ? ''

Her vocalization is spellbinding to him.

'' Yes, my making love. '' He responds under the spell of her love.

'' And this is MY scepter and my throne ? '' ( Thumping his tool ) Her ass cheeks once again clap on his flesh from pounding her pussy down on him. Her right deal clutches the back of his smooth bald chocolate brain, her left tucked between his arm and his ribs clinging to his back squeezing him, she sucks and kisses his neck.

Saint David lets out a passionate moan. `` Ahhh yes, my love. THIS is your scepter and yours alone ! No one else can have it ! ''

'' No one ? '' She asks

'' No one ! Baby ! '' He affirms.

She kisses his neck opening as they make passion. `` I am yours. '' ( Kissing his neck ) `` I belong to you. '' ( kiss ) `` And you belong to me. ''

'' Fuck, baby you 're going to make me cum ! '' He says to her, his nut case tight, ready to suck any second.

'' I am your filthy bitch. '' ( candy kiss )

'' Yes, you are spoil ! ``

'' Your cum bucket ? … ''

'' nookie YES ! ``

'' I am your circumstances '' kisses his neck.

'' piece of ass baby ! ''

She whispers `` Now, take a shit me your Queen ! ''

'' Yes, baby ! '' He responds.

'' Nut inside of me and establish me, your Queen daddy ! Now ! '' She begs.

The great power of her desire invokes a sensation in him unaccountable. His dick backbreaking and sensitive, he was ready to detonate !

'' child, fuck ! ! …. We ca n't do that ! … '' looking into her eyes making honey to her.

She locks her leg around his waist, squeezing tighter. `` YES, we can ! Cum into me and I 'll be all that you need ! If I am your Queen, secrete your love into me, NOW DADDY ! Make me your pansy forever ! '' Passionately pleading with him. Sucking his neck opening clinging on to him making him unable to free people himself.

He loses it ! `` Fuuuuck ! '' He shouts. He gathers all the intensity level he has left to stick out up from the tabular array Destinee still clinging to him. Just as he plucks himself out of her twat his load explodes all over her luscious twat lip covering them in his creamy, glutinous love.

Chapter 5 :

The Oath

Barely able to bear holding her in his arms, her body still wrapped around him.

Her face resting on his neck `` Why ? '' She whispers, panting and shaking. `` Why did you pull out daddy ? ! ''

'' child I can hardly remain firm, you have to get down. ``

'' No ! '' She declares like a bratty teenage girl.

'' child, I have to go to work. ``

'' I 'm not letting go ! '' She whines !

He shakes his head thinking `` You have got to be kidding me ? ! '' He sighs. `` okeh. Just let me grab my telephone set. '' Holding her he grab his phone from the counter and manner of walking to the inkiness leather couch in the bread and butter way and lays on his back sets an alarm for 1 minute and covers them with the red cam stroke mantle from the arm of the couch.

Destinee now laying on top of him still clinging to him. `` sister, I asked you a question. '' Sniffling trying to hold tears back.

Caressing his fingers through her tomentum `` Destinee sister, when will you be 18 ? ''

She kisses his neck once more David closes his middle and moans `` child please. ``

'' If you are my King, why does that matter ? '' She lovingly dubiousness him.

'' Because your King can be locked away ! And that would change everything for us. ``

'' Daddy, I told you I would n't secern anybody ! ``

'' Yes but my conscience is whipping my ass ! ``

Lifting her face from his neck with rip in her heart gazing at him, she kisses him and asks, `` And when you 're fucking me, and making love to me what is your conscience doing ? ''

'' My dear, you are unsafe. '' He rebuts wiping the snag from her eyes with his thumb

'' Yes… '' she responds. `` Dangerously in love with my king. Rubbing her olfactory organ on his.

'' My King ? '' She calls him. She kisses him softly again.

'' Yes ? '' He answers.

'' Do you have sex me ? '' She 's asks

Without hesitation, he answers `` Yes, I love you. ``

'' Then make me an curse ? '' She requests.

`` Yes, love ? ``

'' If I tell you when I become of age, swear to me that you 'll publish your love into me, and make me your pouf, that day ? ! '' She kisses his sternum.

He places his hired man on her face caressing her, gazing deeply into her eyes preparing himself.

'' Yes, I swear. '' Knowing everything would convert from here on.

She smiles. `` In 6 workweek time, I 'll be of age. ''

'' 6 weeks, be intimate ? '' He objects !

'' Yes, my King, six workweek. You sound concerned, why ? We could spread our love freely then. ''

Tuning his fountainhead looking off into the length he sighs.

'' My King speak to me please. ''

'' It 's just that, matter are moving so fast. I did n't carry my sprightliness to shift so rapidly. '' Looking back at her he says `` I 'll honor my word on one experimental condition. ``

'' And what might that be my power ? '' She kisses his well-defined chest.

'' I did n't get a prospect to know my father, he left my mother shortly after I was born. And I promised to never do that to my tiddler. So, if we do this, you must give me your hand in spousal relationship. That is my only condition. ``

'' Is this all, my King is this your but stipulation ? '' Asking him tender-heartedly.

'' Yes, that 's all. '' He ensures her.

Her eyes tear up again, but this metre they are filled with joy. Her fingerbreadth latch the face of his brass, she overwhelms his mouth with a passionate kiss as Saint David holds her tightly in his arms.

'' I 'll follow you to the close of the Earth. '' She lets out.

'' Then, this is a yes ? '' He asks, gaining clarity.

She laughs and smiles `` Yes, my magnate, that is a yes ! This changes everything ! ''

'' Yes, yes it does ! '' He smiles in agreement.

They kiss each other passionately.

Lifting her side from his again, she opens her optic searching the window of his soul, the look on her face communicates that she needs to severalize him something of import.

'' What is it, my love ? '' He asks tender-heartedly.

'' It 's just that, I-I '' She pauses.

'' Yes, baby ? ''

'' I love you ! '' She buries her cheek in his neck clinging tightly. He embraces her and fondles her hair and he responds `` I love you too ! ''

She falls asleep in his arms and soon thereafter so does he.

To be continued… KDFD Quran 3 : The postponement