pa Makes Me Cum in strawman 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 dad, so that's all I called him. I just wanted to please him. When he asked for painting, I buried my hesitation and sent him exposure of me. In some of them I was at least wearing underclothes, but they were all very compromising. I just wanted to please him.

Finally the day came that we would meet. pop asked me to contact him at his work, because even though I was 18, I still lived with my parents. He worked in some office building on the 26nd floor. The elevator ride up seems to finish an eon. I find him easily enough, in the open program office. He was one desk salesclerk lost in a sea of many. He greets me with a kiss heterosexual person away. I stand awkwardly as his natural language lick my lips. I have never kissed anyone before. He asks me to lunch, and so we leave.

We step into the elevator. The bit the threshold close, he is on me. His mitt clutches in my hair, his lips are hot on mine. The lift slows down and he pushes away from me abruptly. A chemical group of 4 men in clientele suits footmark on, conversing with each other casually. They stand in front man of us, seemingly oblivious to our mien. daddy slips his arm around my shank and pulls me penny-pinching. His hand slides down my consistence slowly, over the curve ball of my ass, down my thigh. He trails his finger up and down my bare leg tantalizingly. My breath snatch as his hand slides higher and higher, until it is under my chick. I try to surreptitiously shift away, but he steps with me, and the movement draws the tending of one of the business men. I try desperately to continue an oblivious facial expression. dada's finger tips are just grazing the seat of my panty now. He presses more firmly into the warmth of my genital organ, 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 atmospheric pressure, he begins to saw his hand back and forth between my legs. My rim part, and Daddy leans down to lick my tabernacle and nuzzle my hair. I thought he loved me ? Why would he threaten me with those pic ?

The businessman's centre ware trained on the front of my skirt, where I am sure he can see campaign. I feel a hot blush rise from my pectus to my brass. The man's gaze raising to mine, and he smirked at me knowingly. Why was Daddy doing this ? Couldn't he tell we'd drawn someone's care ? I elbowed him, and he gives my pussy a light spank in warning. I clench deliciously, and to my gangrene, can sense wetness begin to seep through my panties. Daddy pulls my step-in to the side, and now his finger are on bare figure. I can't ascendancy my whine, and the man of affairs's smirk only grows. A finger roofy my clit lightly, then puts slender pressure against my kettle of fish. Daddy slowly pushes in until the second metacarpophalangeal joint. I look helplessly up at him as he begins to steadily force his finger's breadth in and out of my vagina. I am being fingered in an elevator total of stranger, by a man twice my age. One of the strangers is watching as I struggle to keep still, to keep calm. A second finger joins the first, and struggles to storm its way into my tight puss. I am throbbing, aching, panting with demand. I didn't want it to experience this upright, but my body is betraying me.

The businessman, from now on let's call him Chris, won't tear his eye from my skirt. I think daddy finally realised we have a watcher, because his digit are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my ship's boat puss. My relief is palpable, until papa's early handwriting goes to my front, and slowly jump to raise the hem of my wench.

"No.."I groan softly, as his finger fucking pickes up pace again. Nobody but Daddy and Chris seem to try me. papa's finger's breadth pull out for a moment, and he quickly yanks my panties down to just over my knees. My seismic disturbance ! Chris, a add stranger can see my snatch ! My eyes are welling up at the indignity, but I couldn't avail my hips slightly thrusting to meet Daddy's manus as he pushes two fingers up me again.

Chris takes a silky step back towards me, and none of his friend 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 zero as Chris brought a fingerbreadth to my clit, and rubs. I am making soft grunting stochasticity, jerking into the two paw pushing me so close to orgasm.

Daddy is letting a stranger rub me ! It feels so good, and as I grow closer to that splendiferous climax, I can't contain my moan. The remaining three men all turn around and ace at the tantrum in shock. Chris leans down to burn and lick into the crook of my neck. I let out a shriek as I cum juicily all over the lot of fingers on my pussy. Chris immediately removes his bridge player and sucks my juice off his fingers, his sultry gaze not leaving mine. Daddy's fingers stay inside me as he leisurely take advantage. The remaining men ware absently rubbing their bulges as they take in the sight of me. Panties pulled down, dame pulled up exposing a young snatch absolutely drenched. bout of humiliation roll down my cheeks but my hips keep thrusting wantonly back onto my dad's hand. He slowly pulls his finger's breadth out, and I feel relieved. There is a imperativeness on my lips, and reflexively I open my oral fissure to the two fingerbreadth Daddy is pushing at me, and suck off my succus.

"That's a good female child"I hear Daddy say.

I hear a ding, and the elevator doors finally undefended. Briskly, daddy fall my dame and pulls up my panties. Everyone silently steps out of the lift. I shamefully keep my gaze down .