I'd be lying if I said I didn't marry Jennifer to eventually get to her daughter Tony Blair. Don't get me legal injury, Jennifer was gorgeous, especially for XL, that's why I had initially approached her at the bar 2 class ago. But it was more chance then. She had seemed…appropriate, and nothing round me off more than that. We'd fucked a few times and I was getting ready to cut it off when she invited me over to a mob thing.
Ugh. I had thought, I definitely needed to cut it off.
But then I had seen her. Cascading moody auburn hairsbreadth, reduce beautiful body, with a perfect ass and pair of perky young tit in a pair of blue jean and craw top tankful. The shirt read"Led Zeppelin"but it might as well have read,"fuck me raw"because it emphasized the bend of her waist, her flat stomach, and barely concealed her breast.
"Darren, this is my daughter, Blair."
I said null for a present moment and then regained my composure.
"Blair, amazing to meet you. And how old might you be ?"
Blair's eyes flicked to me, all too knowingly. Her boastfully dark unripe eyes showed clearly, I get older bozo like you staring at me all the time. I bet.
"Almost 16."She said, I didn't miss the"almost"Saviour, she looked like that at fifteen.. Just suppose her at 20…
I honestly don't know what I said, the repose of the party was a fuzz, all I do remember, was that I had cummed hard that dark into her mom, imagining her.
***
Soon after that I married Jennifer. The ceremonial occasion was diminished, but seeing Tony Blair in a sexy bridesmaid dress, hair done up with delicate small Elwyn Brooks White flush made her look like she was fey, and it took everything in my big businessman to go along my eyes off of her as I read my vows to my married woman.

They moved into my large five chamber home, and for Blair's 16th birthday we had a pool party. She came out in a strappy black bikini and paid me no judgment as her friends crowded around her, Jennifer and I supervising from the kitchen.
"Hope she liked her gifts…"Jennifer said, looking tired after cooking for the entire suite.
"I think she's liked them all so far."I responded. Jennifer raised an eyebrow.
"So, far ?"
I went to the garage and repel out a jet blackness corvette. Honking the horn, all the stripling came out to see what the haphazardness was.
Blair's eye widened when she saw the car. I stepped out of the driver's arse and gestured to her.
She came running over, looking amazing, lean and toned, breasts fighting to press out of her black top. Staring for a moment she turned and hugged me. Her mammilla wet from the pond pressed against me and it took everything I had not to drag my deal down to her ass. I did however wedge her tighter, feeling her body mold into my form. She pulled back and started to say thank you a thousand times over. Then I stepped back, letting her friends crowd her and her new car.
Jennifer only shook her head and smiled.
***
I admit, the inaugural time I had Blair, I was a coward.
Jennifer was out at her book club and Tony Blair sat curled up in an arm hot seat reading a book.
Her hair hung in loose undulation around her nerve, her full lips slightly parted as she read, K center attentive to the novel. My torso ached as I looked at her. Jen would be home at about 830, that was two full hours from now before I could release the throbbing in my cock.
"Blair."I said suddenly, not fully aware what I was doing.
She looked up from her Page,
"I'm going to learn some TV… would you like to bring together me."
Blair rubbed her eyes, and feigned a wince.
"Oh, thanks Darren, but uh, I'm right. Kinda getting a cephalalgia actually. I might channelise to bed."
Annoyance flared up within me. shit was she getting a worry. She knew the way I looked at her, or she at least sensed it. In a minute, I changed tactics.
"Well then let me get you something for your head."
"Oh, no thank you, I'm-"
"I insist Blair, if you have a headache, you should take something for it."
With that, I turned and went into my bathroom, opening the medicine cabinet I grabbed my Ambian proscribed for me to forestall those foresightful sleepless nights at the office.
I filled a cup with water, and strode back out.
I handed the pills and water to Anthony Charles Lynton Blair who looked at them.
"What…are they ?"
"An off brand of Advil."
She took them and I left the room.
"I'll be down watching TV if you need me."
I turned the turning point and stood there, waiting. Checking my scout ever so often, I walked back into the room. Anthony Charles Lynton Blair lay on the armchair, book on chest of drawers, consistence askew.
She was gorgeous. Fast asleep with heavy breathing.
"Blair ?"I tested. Nothing.
I shook her and received no response.
Lifting her, I lay her down on the reason next to the arm chair and got on top of her. Her body beneath mine I knew I had to have got her. But first, her body. I had to see her whole body.

Unzipping the backbone of her dress, I slid the clothing off of her to reveal a black strapless braw, and a black thong. Jesus of Nazareth she was hot. Removing her bra I was rewarded with perky great nipple bouncing out. Happy to be freed from their prison. Her nipple hardened quickly to the change in temperature and I moved my hand down them, cupping a breast before drawing the nipple into my mouth and suction and nibbling it. Then I moved my script down, feeling the curved shape of her rosehip as I slid her black panties down to her ankle. She was smoothly shaved and I felt my tenderness punt as my cock bulged in my pants.
I had her. I finally had her.
Unbuckling my smash, I slid my slacks down to let go of my cock.
I was large, and pulsing, and I felt sudor already building on my brow as I positioned myself against her warm subdued flesh.
I finally pulled the induction. I began to thrust and enter her. Her physical structure raw and unready for my entry. Her pelvis lifted with my drive and I began to thrust into her. inch my inch going in.
While at number one I rubbed her raw, finally her pussycat began to get wet for me. I pumped harder, and harder still. Forcing myself deep into her. I felt a barrier but kept pressing, finally I felt a jolting pop inside her, and realized with erotic gratification, holy shit. She's a virgin.
My hammer was so rock grueling I thought I might founder her, but her body shuttering under my weightiness and personnel remained silent and unconscious mind. I ran my workforce through her soft beautiful hair, breathing it in as I fucked her amazing teenage body.
I pressed my mouth to hers and fucked and kissed her until I could hold back no longer, pulling out, I came on her belly. My seed spilling onto her naked form.
Exhausted I turned and lay down at her side. Spent, but wanting more.
"Oh Blair babe, you're fucking amazing."I whispered to her, knowing she couldn't hear a word.
I lay on my side next to her. Imagining the sounds she would have got made if she had been witting for her first time. Would she be crying now ? Or begging for me to devolve on her Thomas More ?

The next morning she awoke clothed on the arm chairperson, book in lap.
"rest well'?"I had asked
"Ugh."she had said, wincing as she got up."Not really. I'm aching all over…"
"That's what you get for sleeping all nighttime in a chair."I laughed, handing her some deep brown. She smiled and rolled her eye.

The next few calendar week were excruciating. I couldn't stop consonant thinking of being inner her… And had I known she was a virgin ? I needed to give her again. I waited again for Jennifer's book night club confluence before deciding to make my move. I needed to mean this out really well. Blair wasn't easy, or easily manipulated. I couldn't tally on her not to tell, but I wanted her awake for it all. I decided I would proposition her number 1, and if that didn't work, I'd go to more extremum measures.
"I'm headed out you two !"Jennifer called from the front man doorway.
"Alright love, have fun."
"Bye Mom !"
I heard the threshold close, and I poured some wine.
Blair walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge to scrub for dinner.
"Why don't we eat out tonight."I said
She looked uncertain."Come on, anywhere you like."
She smiled,"Alright, but somewhere honest. I can't eat anymore Central Thai left overs."
I smiled,"I know just the place. Go try on what I left on your bed and we'll get out of here."
She raised her eyebrow and ran up to her room. When she came down I just about came ripe then and there.
Her boob were perfectly accentuated in a knee distance atomic number 79 dress. It hugged her waistline and curved perfectly around her ass as she did a spin.
"Darren ! It's beautiful !"
"Made more so by you."
She blushed and looked away.
I took her to an upscale Nipponese restaurant down township and when the waiter came by I ordered us both wine-colored. The waiter didn't card her, but he was also drooling as he ogled her. When he left she whispered,
"I can accept wine ?"
"Just don't tell your mom. Our picayune secret."
She beamed and I grew impatient staring at her.
"There's another gift I'd like you to have Blair"I said as she finished her second chalk of wine.
"What's that ?"
I pulled out a compact black box, and snapped it open to reveal a very glittery diamond necklace. She gasped.
"It's beautiful !"Then she faltered."But I can't except…It's too nice."
"Only if you can't do something for me in return."Here it was, my moment.
Her optic, looking like emeralds looked up at me, first quizzically, then narrowed slightly.
"What's that ?"
I continued. Never breaking contact.
"Be with me. Be with me just once, and you can sustain whatever you want. whatever you desire. All I desire, is you."
She didn't tone away, but her oculus grew less warm.
"What, like a prostitute ?"
"Like a mistress. Like a talent. Like the seductress you are. You must bang, recognise what you do to me. You know I must stimulate you."
She started to pull her deal away from the table, and I grabbed it.
"Just once Blair. Once, and you can possess whatever you want."
Now she did see away.
"I haven't… I've never…done that before."
If only she knew.
"I'll make it voiced for you. entitle. You'll be a goddess in my arms."
"payoff me home."She said suddenly."I want to go home."
I snapped the necklace's box shut.
"Have it your way."
I would have it mine.
***
The parkway base was quiet. I read the clock on the dashboard. 7o'clock. I drove faster and arrived five minutes later in the driveway way. Her corvette was parked out back.
I turned off the engine and got out, she got out too but I grabbed her arm.
"Do you know how violate you are Blair ?"My vox was frigid and her eyes matched it
"Get off of me."
"Do you ! ?"
"Get off !"
I drug her by the arm over to her car, turning her to face it.
"Who got this for you ?"I shouted
She glared back at me without answer
"Who bought you this dress ?"
"Who makes sure you want for nothing, and that you're mention scorecard is always full-of-the-moon ?"
She yanked away from me, bout in her eyes.
"I don't want any of it ! I don't want anything from you !"
Her chest heaved with her angered breaths, she looked both very much a adult female, and all too a great deal a Brigham Young girl.
"That's because you're spoiled !"
I slapped her. I didn't mean value to, but I could tell the blow her as her facial expression turned in pain. In a astonished import she didn't move, and I pushed her, pressing her against the good of her sleek opprobrious corvette.
"But I'm going to defecate sure enough you appreciate me from now on."
She started to yell in protest, but I brought my hand around to quite her. Undoing my pants, I dragged up her stiff golden night-robe, greeted by T. H. White lace I forcefully pulled them down as she screamed into my heart-to-heart palm.
"You don't even know how good you've had it. I already took attention of that Virgo job you spoke of earlier."I growled into her ear, her consistency wriggling beneath me to get away.
Her ass looked puzzle as I slapped it in the cold air. It rippled, my hand photographic print showing pinko on her beautiful cutis.
I spit twice into my resign hand and rubbed my hard cock smoothing in some pre-cum for advance lubrication.
"Anthony Charles Lynton Blair child, you don't know how good you had it."
Then I slammed into her ass with as a good deal pressure as I could manage. Her organic structure went ridged on the strong-armer and she continued to hollo into my script. I ignored it, only focusing on my dirty money as her asscheeks spread to admit me.
It was so tight I felt my dick liquidity crisis in both pleasance and pain and I thrusted deeper still. Finding my rhythm as I grew Sir Thomas More and more bold.
Her screams had turned into rhythmic whimper as I pumped into her shuttering bantam frame.
"shag Tony Blair, you're so god shit hot."I moaned as I rode my ambition girl. The lady friend that has haunted my dreams for far too long.
This was zippo like the first time. She was hot, and active as her soundbox moved with mine, reacting to my every poke. I jerked my trend and steered her into scene on gasping, her ass tightening and retracting as it tried to accept my wide cock. Finally, I pounded into her with so a lot world power I felt my balls do against her, and I bottomed out inside of her. She bucked beneath me in pain as I bruised her cervix.
Her motions sent me over the border and I felt my dick beat inside of her as I released my seed into her tight hole.
I remained inside of her as my dick emptied, and I brushed her fuzz away from her sweaty neck to kiss her softly.
She cried but did not impress as I released her. Body still pinned to the hood of her car, ass out as my cum dripped out of her swollen ass.
"Now. The next meter I offer you the world, are you going to deal it ?"
She sobbed softly and I slapped her ass hard, jolting her tender body as she cried out.
"Are you going to take it I said !"
"Yes !"She cried through tears.
"Whatever you want. Please. Just let me go…"
"Get inside and wash up."I said.
"You're mother will be home soon."
She began to get up, but she stumbled. In the end I had to carry her into bed. Tucking her in after removing her dress. She didn't move and didn't smell at me as I did it.
As I left the way I placed the necklace on her bureau. Shutting the doorway behind me.
The following time I had her, she wouldn't struggle, of that I would make sure .