Chapter 1 :

ejaculate With Me, My love.

Standing alone, his right chest and weapons system are desolate, appareled with white tribal harem bottoms in an immense multi-colored flowered meadow. The strong sun gleams through the callosal mountains that surround him in the distance, shimmering on the flowing river. A walkover gently rustles the Gunter Grass as a cacophony of rustling fills the atmosphere of the meadow.

Among the many voices he hears Destinee 's voice majestically call to him, `` David my love, my King come with me. ''

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

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

'' David my love, my power. ``

She appears before him in an amber silk senior high school split, Thera dress fortunate arm cuff, and golden tomentum jewel throughout her prospicient butterfly locs. She smiles and reaches out her hands

'' Come with me, my dear. '' All of the other voicelessness violently vanish in an explosive whooshing strait

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

'' Like an apple tree among the tree diagram of the wood, so is my beloved among the men, with great delight I will sit in your tad and your fruit will be sweet-smelling to my gustation. ``

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

She looks back over her articulatio humeri to him smiling. A vision is cast into his mind of her, kneeling before him feeding his long firmly shaft into her widespread sass pleasing him. They are both enraptured in lust and desire.

They continue running until they reach a river, near the bottom of a falls. Caressing one another with her read/write head leaning on his chest, she says to him `` My love, make out with me. '' He holds her case and asks `` Where to ? '' As he does, the wind now howls, swaying the trees. They look around. `` No, not yet, please ! '' She cries. He looks and calls her name `` Destinee ? ! ''

Men materialise from the mud of the land in ancient garb and shawls cover their faces armed with fizgig, they attack David. He attempts to fight them off yet they overpower him with ease and draw their spears on him ! `` Please no ! Destinee cries out ! Ag shackles and mountain chain are ejected from the undercoat binding his helping hand, feet, and neck.

Destinee runs to him in doing so, the wind speed increase and are now roaring she stretches her implements of war to him as the force of the wind is too great `` My Love ! '' She shouts `` Destinee ! '' He wails, fighting and pulling the chains but to no help. He reaches out to her, there is fear in her eyes ! The force of the wind becomes too right to resist any thirster, it sweeps her off of her feet, and hurls her through the air over the trees and out of David 's spate ! `` Desineeeee ! '' He calls out to her maddened, confused, and torn !

Chapter 2 :

The Morning after

'' Destinee, Destinee, Destinee ! '' calling out to her tossing and turning in his bed, he wakes abruptly in a cold exertion gasping searching his eubstance for string. Fully conscious he understands it was a dreaming, though it felt so real to him, he plant his boldness in his palms perplexed. He notices he no longer feels the free weight of her body 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 resolution. There is n't one. Putting his Nox wearing apparel on he walks across the hall to the Guest room and knocks `` Destinee ? '' He calls, no answer. He begins to occupy. Unexpectedly he hears sizzling and a delightful fragrance fills his nostrils. He heads downstairs and walk to the kitchen. His substance is secure, he is okay because she is sanction. There she is, wearing only pink lace scanty and his luminance blue attire shirt with the arm rolled up, her hair is pulled back in a ponytail making him breakfast, hotcake, rolled oats, bacon, and ballock.

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

She looks to him with a hopeful grinning,

'' I hope you slept well ? I did n't require to wake you so early and I did n't know what fourth dimension you went to work. I got up early and showered to make sure you ate before you left. I hope you do n't take care ? ``

'' No, not at all. I appreciate it… '' She warms his heart. `` Pancakes are my front-runner breakfast dish. '' He examines her eubstance in his shirt `` darn 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 solid food.

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

She blushes. `` You 're so dulcet Mr. Rex. '' She stares at him. For a abbreviated here and now, they watch each other, 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 time. '' 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 embrace, she shuts her eyes, receiving his embrace she is sensitive to his touch she feels secure in his unassailable subdivision. The olfactory property of her hair pleases him, kissing her on the rachis of her head whispering `` Thank you. '' In her ear. These two dustup warm her soul.

Setting the spatula aside she begins to turn toward him in his coat of arms. Facing him she looks into his eyes, she tugs him into her by his shirt and kisses him gently rubbing her nose and lips on his. `` The scent of our dearest still rests on your lips, my erotic love. '' Calmly she remarks and licks his lips. He basks in her desire for him. His, putz is becoming hard he pulls her tight and close by the small-scale of her backrest stroking her grimace with the finger of his mightily manus, and smothers her with a tongue kiss. They moan holding each former, being inside one another 's clutches kindles flames of their desires once again.

'' My. King '' she utters in between their mysterious kisses but not wanting to contain. `` The nutrient my lovemaking. '' He pulled back gently making trusted to restrain her from the heat of the stove as the noise of the sizzling addition and a light heater rises from the pan. `` I do n't desire to cauterise the nutrient, my love. '' He smiled at her and she smiled back. `` You 're right on, I 'm sorry I got a little hold away. '' He apologized. She bit her lips `` It 's okay, you might require to rush on that cascade so you can eat before piece of work ? ``

'' Oh yes. You 're right. '' Still admiring her beautiful, radiant, lucky light skin enhanced by the sunshine glowing around her through the window. `` Go ! '' gently pushing his thorax and giggling, he makes her flush. And she brings him peace. `` approve ! '' He makes his way to his room to get in the shower. As the water runs over his body he thinks strongly to himself about everything happening and his dream and what it could think of.

'' David… What are you doing bruh ? We are going to get in some serious trouble if somebody finds out about us ! But why does my heart feel the way it does about her, I 'm so withdraw to her, this is n't like me. And what the Scheol was that aspiration about ? Maybe we just postulate to necessitate things slacken, maybe at least 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 King, Yes ? ``

He dresses in a tan two-piece two-button slim fit suit, silk gabardine dress shirt, a gold Michael Kors robotlike watch. Brown Oxford Monk dress shoes. With a few atomizer of Bleu De Channel cologne to match his body race and oils his dress beard. He comes back downstair with an hour left to get to work. She waits for him at the table, as she sees him her grimace lights up with arousal.

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

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

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

'' Oh, yes absolutely. This might be amend than my female parent 's cooking. '' Continuing to eat.

She smiles, pleased to take heed he loves her cooking. 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 former. '' 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 serve you and be surely you have all that you need… ''

His sum was overcome with the warmth of her kindness.

He sits up in his chair putting his fork down and wipes his case with his nappy. Folds his helping hand and sets his elbows on the table and takes a bass breath.

'' Destinee… We need to spill. ``

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

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

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

'' You think so ? '' She responds `` Was net night not real to you ? Did it intend nothing ? '' She replies.

'' No ! Not at all ! hold out night was nifty ! The right ever… I just… ''

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

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

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

He stares into her preciously eyes.

'' Yes… '' he confesses.

'' Then that 's all that matter ! '' With her paw on his chest, she snuggles herself to him.

'' St. David, just as you do n't return in 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 maiden vision ? ``

'' I think, I do now… ''

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

'' Destinee.. '' He gently attempts to motivate her hands, she brushes his helping hand 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 hands still on her fount, she pulls his drawer down over his prick with every fortuity she feels him growing bigger in her touchy hands.

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

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

'' Oh ! You are serious ! '' He fights back trapped in his desire for her and concern 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 slight and gentle tug looks down at it she fixes her lips opens her hand exposing his prick and tongue on it `` Ah nookie ! You are so filthy ! '' He moans loudly.

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

She is taming him like a lion ! Stroking his mind with a firm clutch, she cups her bridge player using her fingers to massage his enlarged dick in her custody. She 's getting wet from the atonement of seeing him become vulnerable to her touch.

St. David has enough ! Sliding his handwriting from her easygoing face to her throat grabbing her firmly but not enough to hurt her, quickly walking her back and pressing her into the wall. She gasps and bites her bottom lip.

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

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

'' You have not fucking idea ! ``

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

He desires her but not on her damage this metre. But his. He pins her against the paries ; her men are still on his putz !

'' move your mitt NOW ! '' With a calm 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 easy lastingness. He removes her handwriting with one swat from his free hand, staring her passionately in her middle. He rips spread the dress shirt of his she wears revealing her perky chest to him.

'' banquet your thighs now ! I guess dada 's going to birth to be late today because he has to learn you a fucking lesson ! Now spread those sexy ass second joint for me ! '' He commands her, snatching off his suit of clothes jacket crown and tossing it to the floor.

'' Mmmmm yes, dada ! '' She obeys. He awakens all of the crave cryptic inside of her. His hands on her shank he licks her ear and whispers to her `` I am your King yes ? ``

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

His work force slide up to her knocker.

'' I want to see you say it ! Look me in the optic and separate me… I 'm your B. B. King ! ``

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

His hired hand on her tender 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 glossa deep in her lip `` Good ! Unbutton daddy 's shirt '' She unbuttons his shirt as he tells her, he kisses her slowly and passionately for being a honorable girl and obeying.

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

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

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

He walks to the cabinet and grabs cocoa sirup sauce. He fills a medium-size bowl with warm water. Setting the bowl on the table, he stands before her again. Licking his back talk. `` Time to do to you what I 've wanted since I first saw you. Take off daddy 's shirt ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' But dadd -- ''

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

She obeys. `` Yes dada I 'm sorry… ''

'' He walks up to her while she 's still taking off his deplumate shirt. His tip touches her belly as he strokes it. `` saliva on daddy 's dick '' he commands. She obeys and spits a gob on his dick. For a abbreviated moment, he allows her to look out him stroke his foresighted, girthy prick. He sees it takes everything in her not to touch his stopcock as her paw are flinching in her desire to seize him yet resisting. Then he backs away `` Alright that 's plenty eyes back up here ! '' He instructs her. She finishes taking off his shirt and flip it.

'' move out your ponytail. ``

'' Yes. dad. '' She complies

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

'' Yes, daddy… I understand. '' She tries unvoiced not to smile like the young spoiled adolescent lady friend she is, knowing she was getting exactly what she wants from him. The fact that he is choosing to be former to work, 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 heavy as brand. Her curves, her luscious knocker, sweetened pussy backtalk, and long beautiful hair. He shakes his psyche in unbelief that a woman can be this magnificent.

He pours the burnt umber sauce down her neck opening, it drips onto her nipples, his hand on the back of her head he pulls her fuzz tilting her oral sex back he licks his firm tongue on her soft soft skin tasting her neck sending signaling of pleasurable wiz throughout her unseasoned tight organic structure `` Yesssss daddy… You 're so ripe to me… '' She whimpers, her eyes roll to the cover of her head thoroughly enjoying his strong embrace ! To her, this is her man ! She loves him, yes deeply ! Like a moth to the fire, she is inevitably drawn to him. She desires zippo but him, her man… Her mogul, making sweet passionate dear to her. She wants him all to herself and she gets what she wants.

He gathers her breast together, sucks her teat lifting her titty toward her back talk he licks his tongue from the hindquarters of her mammilla into her mouth forcing her taste herself with him pressing her tit into her brim he makes her lick her nipples with him.

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

'' Not without my permission ! This pussy belongs to me now ! '' He objects with stiff and calm say-so. She throws her back begging him to permit her. As he pulls her nipples tighter, his lingua deep in her oral cavity.

'' You better not so much as cum without my permission. Do you get a line me ? ! ``

'' Yesssss. '' She moans

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

'' Yes, my King ! ''

His compensate hand clutches her pharynx, he sucks and slurps her nipples, his left soaring down her voiced belly. He stuffs his big hand down her panty feeling her cover girl wetness massaging her smooth sassing. She moans and scratches the wall, her legs beginning to shake.

'' Mmmm, is all of this wetness for daddy ? '' Starring her in the eyes, chocolate sauce from her neck glazes his beard.

She nods her head.

He easily inserts his digit into her.

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

'' I asked you a question ! ``

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

He inserts another finger, fingering her sweet welcoming pussy.

'' That 's a good little girl. When daddy asks you a enquiry you answer him ! Do you try me ? ! ``

'' Yes ! '' She moans immediately. The joy he brings her is overwhelming. As he fingers her, she begs him to let her take hold of a detention of him, he permits her to. She latches onto his binding, her painted ace scratching him ! He grunts from the pain… But he takes it. His finger Ezra Pound her drip cunt, they kiss passionately making her more than wet !

'' daddy ! ! ! ! Yessssss DADDY ! ohhhhh ! ``

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

'' Thank you, daddy ! ``

He plucks his finger from inside of her wet lovingness. They are coated with blank ointment. She pants from the delight her body feels…

'' Mmmm, would you look at that, we have ourselves a cream pitcher. '' He sucks his cream-covered digit into his mouthpiece, `` Oh, baby you 're so nasty. '' She pleads `` Only for you. '' He replies. `` candid up '' he commands, immediately her mouth is open. `` Now suck up your sweet cream from daddy 's finger. '' She sucks his finger `` Mmmmm '' she delights, her natural language swirling them. `` Yeah…. That 's a skilful girl ! Now…. Suck daddy 's dick ! ''

This is like afters euphony to her ears.

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

She kisses his shaft.

'' Thank you, my Martin Luther King. '' Slowly stroking his barb 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 globe lovingly with her other hired man. `` I want to surrender all of myself to your stateliness ... I do n't want anyone else to have you… '' David 's sum melt at the sound of her hunger for him as his optic roll to the vertebral column of his principal satisfied by her love.

possible action her mouth wide she begins to stuff her mouth with his putz, looking at him with her big hazel eyes as she pleases him, her pussy is juicy and wet from the taste of his dick on her tongue, back and forth her rima oris sliding board. David loves her, she drives him wild but he had to cue her who was in control. Tenderly brushing her whisker aside he strokes her buttock lovingly. He holds her by the side of her fount and pulls himself from her oral cavity, as spittle and burnt umber run down her Kuki-Chin. `` I do n't recall giving you permission to speak… ''

'' I 'm sorry Dadd -- ''

'' joint out your clapper ! '' He interrupts

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

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

'' Good. Do you roll in the hay daddy ? ``

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

'' That 's a salutary missy, Now open up so you can finger how much pappa loves you. Feel daddy 's honey deep in your throat ''

'' Yes, pa ! ! ! '' She obeys and opens her back talk wide, relaxing her throat for him.

'' Nnnnn, GHH GHH GHH ! '' Her mouth is wax of rooster. `` That 's right, sense daddy 's love inside you, princess ! '' He thrusts his manhood deep into her throat `` Aaaahhhh yes baby ! You please daddy so well princess ! '' Her optic were watering. Seeing himself stuffed in her lip was a visual modality to lay eyes on now he could see her in the spark, her pretty, delicate, vernal throat in natural action. Her men affectionately on his second joint he force-feeds her more than of him. Though she loves him, it 's more than she can take as her body begins to resonate, her hands on his thigh she taps him but he ignores her. He drives her furious and she loves him her pussy lips are thumping in anticipation of his penetration ! `` Ghhh ! Ghhh ! Ghhhn ! '' She gags on his dick. `` MMMMMM ! ! '' The auditory sensation of her interpreter is muffled by this cock down her throat. Her legs waggle, she lets out a muffled squeal

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

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

Her chief down breathing heavily

She licks her lips `` I 'm bad daddy I tried to differentiate you, but your sweet dick was deep in my throat ! ! ... '' She says to him so sweetly.

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

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

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

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

'' But my Kin -- ''

'' We 're, you disobedient ? ! ! '' In a bum voice, now he stood wind 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 tongue grazes his rim. His stature intimidates her, she loves the feeling of him ruling her. Her flaming burns for him and he sees it all in her eyes as he stares at her with dandy zeal !

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

'' My King said that I would be punished… '' Wanting to touch his chest, her paw reluctantly stays down. Taking the towel from the warm bowlful of water supply, he rings it out on her neck opening as the H2O flows down her boob. He tenderly cleans her fount. He kisses her and bends her over the side of the rectangular table, he takes his belt from his pants on the trading floor.

He wraps his bash around her cervix and fastens it firmly. She is wet with anticipation of him that her love for him drips down her thigh.

Quickly he cleans his face and dick from the chocolate not wanting to infect her. The remaining water he pours on her cheeks. It runs down her ass, and thighs making her skin glitter in the light.

'' You are so fucking sexy ! ( admiring her taut ass bent 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 principal back by the leather bash wrapped around his bridge player, and he spanks her wet ass.

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

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

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

She began sniffling, binge running down her face…

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

'' I asked you a head ! '' He notices she is crying, he drops the rap immediately and tends to her. `` Why did you end daddy ? '' She whimpers.

'' I hurt you ? '' He says lovingly

'' No, My queen, 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 lips, and licks her tears.. snatch the belt, shoves his tool inside of her dripping snatch, using the belt wrapped around her neck to extract her head back again for leverage and controller, and fucks her respectable and surd ! !

'' Yessss Daddy ! ! Yessss ! ! I 'm so sorry dad ! '' She yells, clinging to the edge of the heavy table as it shakes and thuds from his domination of her.

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

Her soaking pussy tightens and clutch pedal his dick and she orgasms and squirts all over his dick making her dead body lose control !

'' You sexy, fucking, disobedient, ill-affected little gripe ! You came again, did n't you ? ``

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

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

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

Interrupting by snatching her headland back by the belt around her pharynx as he 's still pounding her sweet pussy `` Did you ask for permission ? ``

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

'' You nasty little girl… cum here, on your knees NOW ! '' Yanking himself out of her sweet wet pleasure maw. And forcing her to her knees. His peter glistens with her wet emollient `` Open up that disaffected footling mouth of yours… ''

'' Yes, pop '' She obeys him.

He thrusts his cream-coated humanity into her strong sass, shoving his centre into her throat !

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

'' That 's right, suck all the cream off of daddy 's dick ! '' Her pussy drips from him dominating her. The feeling of her man, her King, filling up her tight throat set her ablaze !

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

'' Have you learned your lesson yet ? ''

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

'' Good ! '' He counters.

Chapter 4 :

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

He swipes the table clearing it free of their solid food making a mess on the floor but not caring. Gently tugs on the smash around her cervix for her to move with him as he lays on the table. `` Now ride dada 's shaft ! ''

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

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

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

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

Slowly sliding him into her, she lets out a pant of pleasure, she whips her head back throwing her hair behind her and begins to rag him in cowgirl. Her hands on his breast holding on to him.

'' pappa, I love you, your dick feel so good inside of me ... '' looking into his eyes while riding him.

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

'' You 're welcome sister '' his hands on caressing her second joint easing up her position. `` You ride daddy so good princess… ''

'' Thank you daddy '' She responds in delight with a deflower bratty grin on her face.

'' Oh my GOD babe you 're so plastered ! '' He shouts. Her breast bounce in his face. He grips her pelvic arch and helps her to shove down onto him.

'' dad, wo n't you severalise me you love me… Please ? '' She whines softly.

Lovingly staring her in the eyes `` Make, me ! '' He challenges her. She leans toward his face, still riding him and slowly twisting her pelvic girdle in a circular question, her mitt embrace his face, she kisses him, her tongue trench in his mouth and he receives it, she makes him taste their love from sucking his dick. Her lovely nectar, chocolate sauce, the rest of his essence on her tongue, all of it, she makes him taste it.

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

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

She smiles. `` Is this just pappa or do you like it like this ? ``

She lifts one leg over him turning her dorsum to him she shoves him back inside of her she rides him turn back cowgirl showing him her plump ass and tight exposed ass golf hole as she spread her cheeks for him. Her fat puss mouth swallow his stopcock.

'' I want you to see this baby… looking at and see what you do to me ? My tight, little pussy ? Wrapping around your essence baby ? I 'm creaming for your making love Daddy '' She seduces him further. `` I ca n't terminate creaming until you tell me you love me, daddy ! ``

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

Saint David holds on to her lower back, she removes his hands. `` No, just lay back and take it, daddy ! ''

She squeezes her breast, pounces, and pounds his dick. Her fat ass claps against his flesh. She pounds him surd and harder.

'' FUCK ME, BABY ! YES ! ! piece of tail DADDY ! ''

She makes her twat pressure his dick…

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

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

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

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

'' Permission… Granted ! '' He announces.

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

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

'' Fuck ! Your kitty is fucking amazing baby ! You 're so fucking aphrodisiac baby ! ``

'' Thank you, Daddy ! Now tell me you love me, I need to take heed you say it… ( pounding him harder ) Please… '' Her organic structure is becoming tired but she refuses to hold in until she hears what she wants from him.

mendicancy him, she peeks over her shoulder joint, she sees his cheek in astonishment, his muscleman rippling, exertion dripping down his neck, chest, and abs.

She fucks him so deliciously he is dumb, able to do nothing but gasp and moan from the gratification she gives him. There 's only the sounds of her sloppy wet cunt pleasuring him, her fat ass pounding his flesh, and the loggerheaded wooden table receiving their love.

'' Mmmm '' She smiles with aberrance and licks her lips, she knows exactly what she is doing to him, she has him right where she wants him, in the attender clench of her wet, tight love.

Taking a deep gasp `` Oh, my GOD ! I love you ! I love you, baby ! '' He cries out in affection. `` 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 table and they hold each former face to case as she rides him slowly. Her thigh are spread spacious and straddled over him.

'' It feels so good to find out you tell me you love me, daddy ! ``

They tongue kiss slowly, he spreads clear her cheeks plunging deeper into her sweet wet joy box.

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

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

'' You are my King baby ? '' She moans and whispering in his ear.

'' Yes my lovemaking, I am ! '' High on the fume of her intoxicating lecherousness, he answers. She 's a dangerous, resistless drug to him, the genius she causes him is nearly hypnotic and soporific.

'' I am your Queen ? ''

Her voice is spellbinding to him.

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

'' And this is MY sceptre and my can ? '' ( Thumping his dick ) Her ass cheek once again clap on his form from pounding her pussy down on him. Her correct helping hand clutches the back of his smooth bald chocolate 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 scepter 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 love life. `` I am yours. '' ( Kissing his neck ) `` I belong to you. '' ( buss ) `` And you belong to me. ''

'' Fuck, baby you 're going to make me cum ! '' He says to her, his nuts tight, ready to mess up any second.

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

'' Yes, you are baby ! ``

'' Your cum bucketful ? … ''

'' shtup YES ! ``

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

'' nookie baby ! ''

She whispers `` Now, wee-wee me your Queen ! ''

'' Yes, child ! '' He responds.

'' Nut inside of me and make me, your faggot pappa ! Now ! '' She begs.

The power of her desire invokes a whiz in him unexplainable. His tool toilsome and sensitive, he was ready to explode !

'' babe, shtup ! ! …. We ca n't do that ! … '' looking into her optic making erotic love to her.

She locks her legs around his waist, squeezing tighter. `` YES, we can ! Cum into me and I 'll be all that you need ! If I am your queen regnant, release your honey into me, NOW pop ! shuffle me your fagot forever ! '' Passionately pleading with him. Sucking his neck clinging on to him making him ineffectual to complimentary himself.

He loses it ! `` Fuuuuck ! '' He shouts. He gathers all the military capability he has left to stand up from the table Destinee still clinging to him. Just as he plucks himself out of her zany his load explodes all over her luscious kitty lips covering them in his creamy, sticky love.

Chapter 5 :

The Oath

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

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

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

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

'' Baby, 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. `` okay. Just let me catch my phone. '' Holding her he grabs his telephone set from the counter and paseo to the Shirley Temple Black leather couch in the living room and lays on his back sets an alert for 1 hour 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. `` child, I asked you a question. '' Sniffling trying to hold tears back.

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

She kisses his neck once more David closes his centre and groan `` babe please. ``

'' If you are my Martin Luther King, why does that issue ? '' She lovingly questions him.

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

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

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

Lifting her cheek from his neck with tears 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 conscience doing ? ''

'' My sexual love, you are severe. '' He rebuts wiping the tears from her eyes with his ovolo

'' 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 jazz me ? '' She 's postulate

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 expel your sexual love into me, and progress to me your fagot, that day ? ! '' She kisses his sternum.

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

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

She smiles. `` In 6 hebdomad sentence, I 'll be of age. ''

'' 6 calendar week, make out ? '' He objects !

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

Tuning his straits looking off into the distance he sighs.

'' My King speak to me delight. ''

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

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

'' I did n't get a hazard to get it on my father, he left my female parent shortly after I was born. And I promised to never do that to my children. So, if we do this, you must generate me your hand in marriage. That is my only condition. ``

'' Is this all, my Martin Luther King is this your only term ? '' Asking him tender-heartedly.

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

Her eyes tear up again, but this time they are filled with joy. Her fingers latch the sides of his face, she overwhelms his rima oris with a passionate kiss as Saint David holds her tightly in his arms.

'' I 'll conform to you to the death of the Earth. '' She lets out.

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

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

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

They kiss each other passionately.

Lifting her typeface from his again, she opens her oculus searching the windowpane of his soul, the look on her look communicates that she needs to tell him something important.

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

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

'' Yes, infant ? ''

'' 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 implements of war and soon thereafter so does he.

To be continued… KDFD Book 3 : The wait