dada shuffle Me Cum in battlefront of Strangers.

I met him on the internet. After months of chatting, I was convinced we were in love. He liked it when I called him Daddy, so that's all I called him. I just wanted to please him. When he asked for painting, I buried my faltering and sent him photos of me. In some of them I was at least wearing underwear, but they were all very compromising. I just wanted to please him.

Finally the day came that we would meet. Daddy asked me to encounter him at his work, because even though I was 18, I still lived with my parents. He worked in some government agency construction on the 26nd flooring. The elevator ride up seems to last an eon. I find him easily enough, in the open plan federal agency. He was one desk clerk lost in a sea of many. He greets me with a kiss straight away. I stand awkwardly as his tongue salt lick my sassing. I have never kissed anyone before. He asks me to lunch, and so we leave.

We step into the elevator. The here and now the doors close, he is on me. His hands grasp in my hair, his lips are hot on mine. The lift slows down and he pushes away from me abruptly. A group of 4 men in business suits step on, conversing with each other casually. They stand in presence of us, seemingly oblivious to our presence. pop slips his arm around my waist and puff me confining. His hand slides down my body slowly, over the curve of my ass, down my thigh. He trails his digit up and down my bare leg tantalizingly. My breath stop as his hand slides higher and gamy, until it is under my doll. I try to surreptitiously shift away, but he steps with me, and the movement draws the care of one of the business men. I try desperately to keep an unmindful face. dada's finger baksheesh are just grazing the derriere of my panties now. He presses More firmly into the lovingness of my private parts, and I bite my lip.

I make to tug away again, but Daddy leans down and says more quietly than a whisper into my ear"I have all the photo you've sent me. Don't think I won't send them to your parents ”. retention press, he begins to saw his hand back and forth between my legs. My lips part, and daddy leans down to puzzle out my temple and nuzzle my hair. I thought he loved me ? Why would he threaten me with those photos ?

The businessman's eyes ware trained on the front of my dame, where I am sure he can see front. I feel a hot blush rise from my chest to my brass. The man's gaze lifts to mine, and he smirked at me knowingly. Why was Daddy doing this ? Couldn't he tell we'd drawn someone's attention ? I elbowed him, and he gives my slit a lighting spank in warning. I clench deliciously, and to my gangrene, can feel wetness begin to seep through my panties. Daddy pulls my panties to the side of meat, and now his finger's breadth are on bare anatomy. I can't control my whimper, and the man of affairs's smirk only grows. A finger circles my clit lightly, then puts slight pressure against my cakehole. papa slowly pushes in until the second knuckle. I look helplessly up at him as he begins to steadily thrust his finger in and out of my vagina. I am being fingered in an elevator full of strangers, by a man twice my age. One of the unknown is watching as I struggle to keep on still, to keep calm. A secondment fingerbreadth joins the first, and struggles to squeeze its way into my sloshed pussy. I am throbbing, aching, panting with need. I didn't want it to feel this well, but my body is betraying me.

The man of affairs, from now on let's Call him Chris, won't tear his optic from my chick. I think Daddy finally realised we have a viewer, because his fingers are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my ship's boat pussy. My relief is palpable, until Daddy's former mitt goes to my presence, and slowly starts to farm the hem of my skirt.

"No.."I groan softly, as his finger fucking pickes up pace again. nonentity but pop and Chris seem to get wind me. papa's fingers pull out for a moment, and he quickly jerk my panty down to just over my knees. My shock absorber ! Chris, a sum stranger can see my cunt ! My heart are welling up at the indignity, but I couldn't assist my rose hip slightly thrusting to meet Daddy's bridge player as he pushes two digit up me again.

Chris takes a slick step back towards me, and none of his friends notice. He turnes to look me, his smirk becoming oblique. Crowded between two bulwark and two men in the corner of the elevator, I can do naught as Chris brought a finger to my clit, and hang-up. I am making soft grunting noises, jerking into the two helping hand pushing me so close to orgasm.

Daddy is letting a stranger rub me ! It feels so beneficial, and as I grow closer to that splendiferous orgasm, I can't contain my groan. The remaining three men all turn around and genius at the setting in electric shock. Chris leans down to bite and lick into the crook of my neck. I let out a shriek as I cum juicily all over the sets of finger's breadth on my pussy. Chris immediately removes his handwriting and sucks my succus off his finger's breadth, his sultry gaze not leaving mine. Daddy's fingerbreadth stay inside me as he leisurely take vantage. The remaining men ware absently rubbing their extrusion as they take in the sight of me. pantie pulled down, bird pulled up exposing a young pussy absolutely drenched. Tears of humiliation roll down my cheeks but my pelvis keep thrusting wantonly back onto my pop's hand. He slowly pulls his finger out, and I feel relieved. There is a insistence on my backtalk, and reflexively I open my backtalk to the two digit pappa is pushing at me, and suck off my juices.

"That's a skillful female child"I hear papa say.

I hear a ding, and the elevator doors finally opened. Briskly, daddy drops my skirt and pulls up my panties. Everyone silently steps out of the elevator. I shamefully proceed my gaze down .