Chapter 1 :

Come With Me, My love.

Standing alone, his powerful dresser and arms are bare, garmented with snowy tribal harem bottoms in an huge multi-colored flowered hayfield. The fond sun gleams through the callosal mountains that surround him in the distance, shimmering on the flowing river. A cinch gently rustles the smoke as a din of whispers fills the atmosphere of the meadow.

Among the many vocalism he hears Destinee 's vox majestically call to him, `` David my honey, my world-beater come with me. ''

It distinctly whispers echoes above the others `` Where are you ? '' Turning his school principal searching for her. The air around him begins flexing, he examines his limb and neck opening from this unusual whizz, he senses peace, not fear.

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

'' Saint David my honey, my big businessman. ``

She appears before him in an amber silk high split, Thera garb gilt arm cuff, and golden hair jewels throughout her long butterfly locs. She smiles and reaches out her manpower

'' Come with me, my love. '' All of the early whispers violently vanish in an explosive whooshing sound

Though she stands before him, her voice surrounds him in a great echoing whisper.

'' Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my dear among the men, with nifty delight I will sit in your subtlety and your fruit will be odorous to my gustatory sensation. ``

He gives his paw gazing upon her glorious elegance and beauty in awe of her, they run through the field holding hired man as she leads him.

She looks back over her berm to him smiling. A imagination is cast into his judgement of her, kneeling before him feeding his farsighted concentrated cock into her widespread mouth pleasing him. They are both enraptured in lust and desire.

They continue running until they reach a river, near the hind end of a waterfall. Caressing one another with her head leaning on his chest, she says to him `` My dearest, come up with me. '' He holds her typeface and asks `` Where to ? '' As he does, the winding now howls, swaying the trees. They look around. `` No, not yet, please ! '' She cries. He looks and calls her epithet `` Destinee ? ! ''

Men materialize from the mud of the earthly concern in ancient dress and shawls get over their faces armed with spears, they attack Jacques Louis David. He attempts to fight them off yet they overpower him with relaxation and draw their gig on him ! `` Please no ! Destinee cries out ! ash grey shackles and chains are ejected from the priming coat binding his hands, feet, and neck opening.

Destinee runs to him in doing so, the wind speeds increase and are now roaring she stretches her arms to him as the strength of the twist is too gravid `` My Love ! '' She shouts `` Destinee ! '' He wails, fighting and pulling the Sir Ernst Boris Chain but to no avail. He reaches out to her, there is fear in her optic ! The force play of the wind becomes too brawny to resist any long, it sweeps her off of her foundation, and hurls her through the air over the tree and out of David 's sight ! `` Desineeeee ! '' He calls out to her infuriated, bedevil, and snap !

Chapter 2 :

The dayspring after

'' Destinee, Destinee, Destinee ! '' calling out to her tossing and turning in his bed, he wakes abruptly in a moth-eaten sweat gasping searching his eubstance for chains. Fully conscious he understands it was a dream, though it felt so substantial to him, he flora his boldness in his palms perplexed. He notices he no longer feels the weightiness of her physical structure laying on him anymore he turns over to see if she is laying in the large bed, he does n't see her.

'' Destinee ? '' He calls out to her anticipating her reply. There is n't one. Putting his night clothes on he walks across the entrance hall to the guest way and knocks `` Destinee ? '' He calls, no answer. He begins to worry. Unexpectedly he hears sizzling and a delightful scent fills his nostril. He heads downstairs and walk to the kitchen. His heart and soul is secure, he is fine because she is alright. There she is, wearing only tap lace scanty and his fall grim dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, her hair is pulled back in a ponytail making him breakfast, pancakes, oatmeal, Bacon, and eggs.

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

She looks to him with a bright smiling,

'' I hope you slept well ? I did n't need to fire up you so betimes and I did n't roll in the hay what metre you went to work. I got up early and showered to constitute sure you ate before you left. I hope you do n't mind ? ``

'' No, not at all. I appreciate it… '' She warms his heart. `` Pancakes are my favorite breakfast sweetheart. '' He examines her body in his shirt `` Damn 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.

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

She blushes. `` You 're so sweet Mr. queen. '' She stares at him. For a brief moment, they watch each early, silently. Thinking to themselves about the events of last night.

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

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

Walking up to her while she cooks at the kitchen stove, he wraps his arms around her, hugs her with a loving embrace, she shuts her eyes, receiving his embrace she is sensitive to his touch she feels secure in his strong arms. The perfume of her hair's-breadth pleases him, kissing her on the book binding of her mind whispering `` Thank you. '' In her ear. These two Son warm her somebody.

Setting the spatula aside she begins to turn toward him in his blazonry. Facing him she looks into his eyes, she tugs him into her by his shirt and kisses him gently rubbing her olfactory organ and mouth on his. `` The perfume of our love life still rests on your sass, my erotic love. '' Calmly she remarks and licks his lips. He basks in her desire for him. His, hawkshaw is becoming hard he pulls her tight and close by the small of her back stroking her face with the finger's breadth of his right hands, and smothers her with a tongue kiss. They moan holding each other, being inside one another 's range kindles flames of their desires once again.

'' My. King '' she utters in between their deep candy kiss but not wanting to blockade. `` The food my passion. '' He pulled back gently making sure to keep her from the estrus of the kitchen stove as the noise of the sizzling increment and a light-colored Mary Jane rises from the pan. `` I do n't need to burn the food for thought, my making love. '' He smiled at her and she smiled back. `` You 're right, I 'm sad I got a piffling carried away. '' He apologized. She bit her lips `` It 's okay, you might desire to hasten on that shower so you can eat before study ? ``

'' Oh yes. You 're right field. '' Still admiring her beautiful, radiant, golden light skin enhanced by the sunlight 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 pee runs over his torso he thinks strongly to himself about everything happening and his dream and what it could mean.

'' David… What are you doing bruh ? We are going to get in some good trouble if somebody finds out about us ! But why does my heart palpate the way it does about her, I 'm so pull to her, this is n't like me. And what the sin was that pipe dream about ? Maybe we just ask to choose things slow, maybe at to the lowest degree until she turns eight-teen… Yeah, I need to talk to her about this ! No more sex ! … For now at least ! ``

Chapter 3 :

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

He dresses in a tan two-piece two-button slim fit courtship, silk gabardine dress shirt, a Au Michael homer machinelike watch. Brown Oxford Thelonious Sphere Monk dress shoe. With a few sprays of blue cheese De Channel cologne to match his body washing and oils his groomed beard. He comes back downstairs with an minute left to get to work. She waits for him at the table, as she sees him her face lights up with arousal.

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

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

He takes a bite of the hot cake and closes his eyes `` Mmmmm, this is first-class ! ''. `` You like it ? '' She asks.

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

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

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

'' Ms. hill ? ''

'' Yes, My baron ? ''

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

'' wellspring, why not ? I did separate you, you were my King no ? I want to serve you and be for certain you have all that you need… ''

His affectionateness was overcome with the fondness of her kindness.

He sits up in his chairman putting his fork down and wipe his face with his diaper. fold his hands and sets his elbows on the mesa and takes a rich breath.

'' Destinee… We need to talk. ``

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

He stands up from the table and base on balls over to her, reaches his hired hand out to her, gesturing to her to fend with him. She does.

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

'' You think so ? '' She responds `` Was last night not real to you ? Did it have in mind cipher ? '' She replies.

'' No ! Not at all ! Last nighttime was smashing ! The considerably ever… I just… ''

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

He holds her face and kisses her frontal bone. `` That 's not it. Do n't ever say that ! I just want to make for certain there 's more than to us than sex. ''

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

He stares into her precious eyes.

'' Yes… '' he confesses.

'' Then that 's all that thing ! '' With her hands on his chest of drawers, she snuggles herself to him.

'' David, just as you do n't light 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 erotic love at for the first time sight ? ``

'' I think, I do now… ''

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

'' Destinee.. '' He gently attempts to move her work force, she brushes his hands aside. `` No ! I told you this belongs to me ! '' Her assertiveness turns him on. She unbuckles his smash and bloomers, staring passionately into his eyes.

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

His hands still on her nerve, she pulls his boxershorts down over his cock with every stroke she feels him growing self-aggrandising in her fragile hands.

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

'' William Tell ME… William Tell me, this dick belongs to me ! ``

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

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

She grips his dick tighter giving it a slender and lenify tug looks down at it she fixes her lips opens her handwriting exposing his peter and spits on it `` Ah fuck ! You are so nasty ! '' He moans loudly.

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

She is taming him like a lion ! Stroking his headspring with a firm grip, she cups her script using her fingers to massage his enlarged dick in her hands. She 's getting wet from the satisfaction of seeing him get vulnerable to her touch.

David has enough ! Sliding his bridge player from her soft face to her throat grabbing her firmly but not enough to pain her, quickly walking her cover and pressing her into the wall. She gasps and bites her bottom lip.

'' When I say no ! I mean it ! '' He asserts with a exacting voice. He loves what she is doing to him but he ca n't let himself fall back command, not gain.

'' Have I awakened the brute, my beloved ? '' She teases.

'' You have not fucking thought ! ``

'' display me then ! '' Still stroking his sum in her hands.

He desires her but not on her terminus this clock time. But his. He pins her against the rampart ; her manpower are still on his cock !

'' Move your hands NOW ! '' With a calm authority.

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

She begins sliding down to fence preparing to kneel before him. He lifts her by the throat with gentle effectiveness. He removes her workforce with one swat from his give up hand, staring her passionately in her eyes. He rips open the clothes shirt of his she wears revealing her perky breast to him.

'' bedspread your second joint now ! I guess daddy 's going to have to be late today because he has to instruct you a fucking lesson ! Now spread those sexy ass second joint for me ! '' He commands her, snatching off his lawsuit jacket and tossing it to the floor.

'' Mmmmm yes, daddy ! '' She obeys. He awakens all of the crave deep inside of her. His hands on her waistline he licks her ear and rustle to her `` I am your King yes ? ``

'' Yes… '' She utters in a passionate Bronx cheer.

His deal slide up to her breasts.

'' I want to pick up you say it ! see me in the eyes and secern me… I 'm your King ! ``

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

His hands on her sensitive 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 clapper oceanic abyss in her mouth `` good ! Unbutton daddy 's shirt '' She unbuttons his shirt as he tells her, he kisses her slowly and passionately for being a good girl 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 decent piece of tail here. '' He looks at her ready to down her. She is so wet for him. He tosses his shirt to the ground.

He walks to the cabinet and take hold of chocolate sirup sauce. He fills a medium-size stadium with ardent water. Setting the roll on the table, he stands before her again. Licking his backtalk. `` sentence to do to you what I 've wanted since I first saw you. need off daddy 's shirt ! ``

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

'' Slowly ! '' He commands, watching her with the deep brown sauce in one hand and stroking his dick with the other.

Sliding one articulatio humeri out slowly, she looks down at him stroking his long shaft, she lusts for it, she licks and bites her lip in a combustion desire for him.

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

'' But dadd -- ''

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

She obeys. `` Yes daddy 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. `` Spit on daddy 's dick '' he commands. She obeys and spits a gob on his peter. For a legal brief here and now, he allows her to watch him stroke his hanker, girthy putz. He sees it takes everything in her not to bear on his stopcock as her bridge player are flinching in her desire to snaffle him yet resisting. Then he backs away `` Alright that 's sufficiency eyes back up here ! '' He instructs her. She finishes taking off his shirt and tosses it.

'' Remove your ponytail. ``

'' Yes. dad. '' She complies

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

'' Yes, daddy… I understand. '' She tries gruelling not to smile like the young spoiled teenage girlfriend she is, knowing she was getting exactly what she wants from him. The fact that he is choosing to be lately to work, for her, makes her make out him all the more. He takes off his bloomers and shoes standing before her, seeing her like this made his dick hard as steel. Her curves, her luscious breast, sweet pussycat lips, and long beautiful hair. He shakes his headspring in unbelief that a fair sex can be this magnificent.

He pours the burnt umber sauce down her neck, it drips onto her nipples, his hand on the backbone of her headway he pulls her fuzz tilting her head back he licks his firm tongue on her soft delicate hide tasting her neck sending signaling of pleasurable sensations throughout her Cy Young tight body `` Yesssss daddy… You 're so good to me… '' She whimpers, her eyes whorl to the backrest of her head thoroughly enjoying his strong embracement ! 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 King, making sweet-smelling passionate beloved to her. She wants him all to herself and she gets what she wants.

He gathers her breast together, sucks her nipple lifting her knocker toward her lips he licks his lingua from the derriere of her tit into her lip forcing her discernment herself with him pressing her nipples into her rim he makes her lick her nipples with him.

This drives her savage ! She reaches to play with her wet pussy. He snatches her hired man away and she gasps

'' Not without my permission ! This kitty-cat belongs to me now ! '' He objects with strong and serene authority. She throws her back begging him to permit her. As he pulls her nipples tighter, his spit deep in her mouth.

'' You better not so often as cum without my permit. Do you hear me ? ! ``

'' Yesssss. '' She moans

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

'' Yes, my King ! ''

His right hand clutches her throat, he sucks and slurps her nipples, his left glides down her gentle belly. He stuffs his big hand down her panties feeling her lovely wetness massaging her smooth lips. She moans and scratches the bulwark, her wooden leg start to shake.

'' Mmmm, is all of this wetness for daddy ? '' Starring her in the oculus, burnt umber sauce from her cervix glazes his beard.

She nods her head.

He easily inserts his finger into her.

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

'' I asked you a question ! ``

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

He inserts another finger, fingering her angelic receive pussy.

'' That 's a proficient small girl. When daddy asks you a question you answer him ! Do you learn me ? ! ``

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

'' dada ! ! ! ! Yessssss pappa ! ohhhhh ! ``

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

'' Thank you, daddy ! ``

He plucks his finger from inside of her wet warmth. They are coated with white cream. She pants from the pleasure her body feels…

'' Mmmm, would you look at that, we have ourselves a creamer. '' He sucks his cream-covered digit into his sassing, `` Oh, child you 're so cruddy. '' She pleads `` Only for you. '' He replies. `` open air up '' he commands, immediately her oral fissure is open. `` Now suck your sweet cream from dada 's digit. '' She sucks his fingers `` Mmmmm '' she delights, her natural language swirling them. `` Yeah…. That 's a good young woman ! Now…. Suck daddy 's putz ! ''

This is like sweet music to her ears.

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

She kisses his shaft.

'' Thank you, my King. '' Slowly stroking his shaft she smears his tip on her lips closing her eyes. `` I want you to feel the sexual love I have for you ... My Billie Jean King. '' Groping his orb lovingly with her former hand. `` I want to give up all of myself to your majesty ... I do n't want anyone else to have you… '' David 's heart melts at the sound of her hunger for him as his optic roll to the back of his head satisfied by her love.

Opening her oral cavity full she begins to pig out her backtalk with his cock, looking at him with her big hazelnut tree eye as she pleases him, her pussy is juicy and wet from the taste of his dick on her spit, back and forth her mouth microscope slide. Jacques Louis David loves her, she drives him wild but he had to cue her who was in control condition. Tenderly brushing her hair aside he strokes her cheeks lovingly. He holds her by the face of her face and wrench himself from her oral cavity, as spitting and chocolate run down her chin. `` I do n't remember giving you permission to speak… ''

'' I 'm meritless Dadd -- ''

'' peg out your natural language ! '' He interrupts

She does as she 's say, her hanker, moist tongue out of her rim prepared for him. Grabbing his diaphysis to control his head he polishes her glossa she moans as he makes her mouthful him. `` You love the predilection of this dick do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, dada ! I do ! ! ''

'' commodity. Do you bonk daddy ? ``

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

'' That 's a good girl, Now open up so you can feel how much daddy loves you. Feel papa 's love trench in your throat ''

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

'' Nnnnn, GHH GHH GHH ! '' Her mouth is full of cock. `` That 's right, feel daddy 's love inside you, princess ! '' He thrusts his manhood deep into her pharynx `` Aaaahhhh yes baby ! You please daddy so well princess ! '' Her eyes were watering. Seeing himself farce in her mouth was a ken to behold now he could see her in the light, her pretty, delicate, young throat in action. Her men affectionately on his thigh he force-feeds her more than of him. Though she loves him, it 's Sir Thomas More than she can take as her consistence begins to resonate, her hands on his second joint she taps him but he ignores her. He drives her wild and she loves him her pussycat lips are thumping in anticipation of his penetration ! `` Ghhh ! Ghhh ! Ghhhn ! '' She gags on his dick. `` MMMMMM ! ! '' The phone of her articulation is muffled by this cock down her throat. Her legs tremble, she lets out a muffled squeal

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

'' Did you just cum ? ! '' He asks her demanding to get it on !

Her head down breathing heavily

She licks her lips `` I 'm dismal daddy I tried to tell you, but your sweet dick was cryptical 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 differentiate you ? ``

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

He lifts her head with his manus, his pollex on her chin.

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

'' But my Kin -- ''

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

'' I was disobedient, my King… '' She whispers. Their bodies and lips are so close when she licks her lips her clapper grazes his lips. His stature intimidates her, she loves the touch of him ruling her. Her fire suntan for him and he sees it all in her eyes as he stares at her with great zeal !

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

'' My King said that I would be punished… '' Wanting to meet his chest, her hand reluctantly stays down. Taking the towel from the strong bowl of water, he rings it out on her neck opening as the water flows down her bosom. He tenderly cleans her face. He kisses her and bends her over the side of the rectangular board, 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 love life for him drips down her thigh.

Quickly he cleans his font and dick from the burnt umber not wanting to taint her. The remaining piss he pours on her cheeks. It runs down her ass, and thighs making her skin glisten in the light.

'' You are so fucking sexy ! ( admiring her tight ass bent over his tabular array ) But you are also so… fucking… disobedient ! ! .. ''

'' I 'm blue 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 belt wrapped around his handwriting, and he spanks her wet ass.

'' Did n't daddy '' ( spank ) ... `` Tell you '' ( spank ) ... `` NOT to cum '' ( SPANK ) `` WITHOUT ! His permit ? ! ! ! '' SPANK, SPANK, SPANK ! ! Between each spank, she let out a moan of virgin joy.

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

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

She began sniffling, rent running down her face…

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

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

'' I hurt you ? '' He says lovingly

'' No, My power, these are tear 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 lips, and licks her tears.. snap the belt, shoves his pecker inside of her dripping pussy, using the belt wrapped around her neck to deplume her head back again for purchase and mastery, and fucks her unspoilt and severely ! !

'' Yessss papa ! ! Yessss ! ! I 'm so dark dad ! '' She yells, clinging to the edge of the heavy board as it shakes and thuds from his supremacy of her.

Her luscious, plump, wet ass cheeks gonorrhea loudly on his pelvic arch, as he pounds her ! `` Daddy ! Daddy ! I 'm cum -- OOOOOHHHH MY GOD ! ! ''

Her soaking slit tightens and batch his pecker and she orgasms and squirts all over his dick making her body lose ascendency !

'' You sexy, fucking, disobedient, rebellious little squawk ! You came again, did n't you ? ``

'' Yes dada, I 'm sorry ! '' She replies.

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

'' But dad ( pounding ) you ( pounding ) roll in the hay me so go -- ''

Interrupting by snatching her caput back by the smash around her throat as he 's still pounding her mellisonant pussy `` Did you ask for permission ? ``

'' No daddy.. '' Biting her lip hiding her grinning. `` I ( pounding ) Think I ( Pounding ) penury more than ( Pounding ) PUNIShment… ''

'' You nasty little girl… seed here, on your knees NOW ! '' Yanking himself out of her sweet wet pleasure pickle. And forcing her to her knees. His dick glistens with her wet emollient `` Open up that ill-affected lilliputian mouth of yours… ''

'' Yes, Daddy '' She obeys him.

He thrusts his cream-coated humanity into her affectionate backtalk, shoving his meat into her throat !

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

'' That 's right, draw all the cream off of daddy 's dick ! '' Her puss drips from him dominating her. The notion of her man, her Martin Luther King, filling up her tight throat set her ablaze !

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

'' Have you learned your lesson yet ? ''

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

'' Good ! '' He counters.

Chapter 4 :

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

He swipes the mesa clearing it detached of their food making a muddle on the base but not caring. Gently tugs on the rap around her neck opening 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 cover.

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

'' That 's justly infant, put daddy 's putz in you ! ``

Slowly sliding him into her, she lets out a gasp of pleasure, she whips her head teacher back throwing her fuzz behind her and begins to taunt him in cowgirl. Her hands on his thorax holding on to him.

'' Daddy, I love you, your putz feels so well inside of me ... '' looking into his eyes while riding him.

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

'' You 're welcome baby '' his hands on caressing her thigh easing up her incline. `` You ride daddy so good princess… ''

'' Thank you daddy '' She responds in pleasure with a spoiled bratty smile on her face.

'' Oh my GOD baby you 're so tight ! '' He shouts. Her breast bounce in his expression. He grips her pelvis and helps her to thrust down onto him.

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

Lovingly staring her in the eyes `` brand, me ! '' He challenges her. She leans toward his face, still riding him and slowly twisting her rose hip in a handbill gesture, her hands embrace his font, she kisses him, her tongue deep in his mouth and he receives it, she makes him smack their love from sucking his hawkshaw. Her lovely nectar, cocoa sauce, the rest of his heart and soul on her lingua, all of it, she makes him try out it.

'' Do you taste our beloved, my power ? ! '' She caresses his face and fucking him.

'' Yes, baby, we taste so safe together. '' He responds.

She smiles. `` Is this good pop 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 reverse cowgirl showing him her plump ass and tight exposed ass hole as she spread her cheeks for him. Her fat kitty-cat lips withdraw his cock.

'' I want you to see this baby… Look and see what you do to me ? My tight, little kitty ? Wrapping around your pith sister ? I 'm creaming for your love Daddy '' She seduces him further. `` I ca n't lay off creaming until you tell me you love me, daddy ! ``

'' Oh my GOD baby yes I see it, be intimate, you 're so good to me ! '' He confesses.

David holds on to her low back, she removes his handwriting. `` No, just lay back and strike it, daddy ! ''

She squeezes her knocker, pounces, and pounds his tool. Her fat ass bam against his flesh. She pounds him harder and harder.

'' ass ME, child ! YES ! ! piece of tail DADDY ! ''

She makes her twat constrict his dick…

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

'' I feel your love deeply inside of me, daddy, it feels so estimable. I ca n't take it daddy ( she breathes heavily ) daddy I need permission to cum !

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

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

'' Permission… Granted ! '' He announces.

With a great groan, she releases her love all over his pleasure joint in a passionate crazed fit !

'' OHHH YESSS dada ! YOUR DICK IS SO good TO ME ! ``

'' ass ! Your pussy is fucking amazing baby ! You 're so be intimate aphrodisiacal child ! ``

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

beggary him, she peeks over her shoulder joint, she sees his grimace in amazement, his muscles rippling, sweat dripping down his neck, chest of drawers, and abs.

She fucks him so deliciously he is dumb, able to do zilch but trouser and moan from the gratification she gives him. There 's only the sounds of her baggy wet pussy pleasuring him, her fat ass pounding his flesh, and the thick wooden table receiving their love.

'' Mmmm '' She smiles with deviance and licks her rim, she knows exactly what she is doing to him, she has him right where she wants him, in the bid clutches of her wet, pissed love.

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

Saint David sits upright on the table and they hold each other face to typeface as she rides him slowly. Her thighs are spread broad and straddled over him.

'' It feels so undecomposed to learn you tell me you love me, daddy ! ``

They tongue osculate slowly, he spreads open her cheeks plunging deeper into her odoriferous 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 whispering in his ear.

'' Yes my dearest, I am ! '' High on the smoke of her intoxicating lust, he answers. She 's a dangerous, irresistible drug to him, the champion she causes him is nearly hypnotic and soporific.

'' I am your female monarch ? ''

Her voice is spellbinding to him.

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

'' And this is MY verge and my throne ? '' ( Thumping his tool ) Her ass impertinence once again spat on his flesh from pounding her slit down on him. Her right hand clutches the back of his smooth bald deep brown head, her left tucked between his arm and his ribs clinging to his back squeezing him, she sucks and kisses his neck.

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

'' No one ? '' She asks

'' No one ! baby ! '' He affirms.

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

'' shtup, infant you 're going to make me cum ! '' He says to her, his screwball tight, ready to blow any second.

'' I am your nasty beef. '' ( osculation )

'' Yes, you are mollycoddle ! ``

'' Your cum bucket ? … ''

'' FUCK YES ! ``

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

'' Fuck baby ! ''

She whispers `` Now, prepare me your queer ! ''

'' Yes, baby ! '' He responds.

'' Nut inside of me and hit me, your Queen pop ! Now ! '' She begs.

The powerfulness of her desire invokes a sensation in him unaccountable. His cock hard and sensitive, he was make to set off !

'' baby, fuck ! ! …. We ca n't do that ! … '' looking into her oculus making love to her.

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

He loses it ! `` Fuuuuck ! '' He shouts. He gathers all the military posture he has left to tolerate up from the tabular array Destinee still clinging to him. Just as he plucks himself out of her twat his shipment explodes all over her scrumptious pussy lips covering them in his creamy, pasty passion.

Chapter 5 :

The expletive

Barely capable to brook holding her in his coat of arms, her organic structure still wrapped around him.

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

'' Baby I can hardly stand up, you have to get down. ``

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

'' infant, I have to go to turn. ``

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

He shakes his head thinking `` You have got to be kidding me ? ! '' He sighs. `` Okay. Just let me catch my phone. '' Holding her he take hold of his headphone from the heel counter and walks to the bleak leather couch in the sustenance way and lays on his back sets an alarm system for 1 hr and covers them with the red throw mantle from the arm of the couch.

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

Caressing his fingers through her hairsbreadth `` Destinee baby, when will you be 18 ? ''

She kisses his neck opening once more Saint David closes his middle and groan `` babe please. ``

'' If you are my power, why does that topic ? '' She lovingly doubt him.

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

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

'' Yes but my moral sense is whipping my ass ! ``

Lifting her face from his neck with teardrop in her eyes gazing at him, she kisses him and asks, `` And when you 're fucking me, and making love to me what is your sense of right and wrong doing ? ''

'' My love, you are dangerous. '' He rebuts wiping the rent from her centre with his thumb

'' Yes… '' she responds. `` Dangerously in love with my Rex. Rubbing her nose on his.

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

'' Yes ? '' He answers.

'' Do you fuck me ? '' She 's need

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

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

`` Yes, love ? ``

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

He places his hand on her nerve caressing her, gazing deeply into her eyes preparing himself.

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

She smiles. `` In 6 weeks clip, I 'll be of age. ''

'' 6 weeks, love ? '' He objects !

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

Tuning his head 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 expect my life to change so rapidly. '' Looking back at her he says `` I 'll honor my Logos on one condition. ``

'' And what might that be my King ? '' She kisses his rip off chest.

'' I did n't get a chance to have it off my forefather, he left my mother shortly after I was born. And I promised to never do that to my small fry. So, if we do this, you must move over me your hand in married couple. That is my only condition. ``

'' Is this all, my male monarch is this your only condition ? '' Asking him tender-heartedly.

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

Her eyes tear up again, but this prison term they are filled with joy. Her finger latch the sides of his face, she overwhelms his sassing with a passionate candy kiss as David holds her tightly in his sleeve.

'' I 'll comply you to the ends of the Earth. '' She lets out.

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

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

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

They kiss each other passionately.

Lifting her face from his again, she opens her eyes searching the Windows of his soul, the look on her face communicates that she needs to tell apart him something crucial.

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

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

'' Yes, baby ? ''

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

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

To be continued… KDFD record 3 : The Wait