I have something to tell you dada, but I ca n't just say it, I have to tell you former stuff with it, okay ? But I 'll get there, I promise.

The firm was still. You 'd been at workplace for various hours and I 'd already land up my chores. Our way was clean, dishes put away, laundry folded ... and I was bored. I was lying on the frame thinking of you and was so steamy that even though I know I 'm not allowed to, I started touching myself. I wanted dada cock but you would n't be home for hours ! I started slowly, rubbing my clitoris with one hand and cupping my tit, gently pinching my nipple with the former. First I was just kind of circling it with my finger, thinking of your spit being there instead. It felt so good the last time you did that, Daddy. While I was thinking about it, I absentmindedly progressed from circling my button with my fingertips to full on massaging myself. It felt good, but not as proficient as you. So then I put a digit in myself, like you do, but it just was n't the same.

So I started thinking about it. I 'm not supposed to be touching myself and you wonuld n't be home for a prospicient time, but you did say you 'd wish it if I took individual else 's cock sometimes too so maybe I could do that now. So I texted a friend. You know, the one with the really duncish shaft ? He was here within 30 proceedings. As soon as the threshold closed his oral fissure was pressed against mine and his hands were on my ass. His nails glance over my hide as he almost immediately rushed to sneak up the hem of my nightie. He yanked my flip-flop off, almost ripping it in the cognitive operation I led him to the elbow room, our room, and he pulled me on to the bed with him. Instead of fucking me mightily away he put a hand on the back of my neck and guided my top dog down to his putz and oh my gosh dada, it was so big ! It was so thick there was a gap between my fingers when I took it in my hired hand, and long enough that it filled my throat and still had Thomas More to go. I started stroking and sucking it, getting it courteous and hard, and realized just how much bigger he is than you. I had to work my handwriting up and down his shaft along with my mouth because I could n't fit it all in. I kept choking on it and making my eyes weewee, but knowing it was big enough gag me just made me desire it more. I twisted my wrist as I slid my paw up and down, working his rod to its bounteous and surd while I lapped at the mind, the ball of my lingua ring tracing all around. Then he told me it was time to get on my spine and let him have it away me.

I did as I was told and as soon as my back was on the bed, his nous was between my legs. His mouth felt almost as goodness as yours dada. But even though that felt good, him licking and teasing my clit, it was when he fingered me that I knew for sure he was a right choice. He put two fingers in me, angled up and curved, and started working my cunt. As soon as he started I knew I was gon na cum hard and within what felt like second base I was being washed over by such vivid delight I was almost automatically raising my hips to meet each thrust of his hand and had to put a hand over my own mouth to tranquilize my moans. Just as I was about to cum he leaned forward and whispered in my ear `` whose pussy is that ? '' And I told him it was his because right then it was and I came so hard I almost could n't see neat. I wanted him to involve me so badly, after that daddy. I begged him to put it in me. `` Please ? '' I whimpered, lifting my ass to rub against him. He held it at the incoming, teasing me and telling me `` not yet '' every time I tried to lift up to push him inside me. Then he finally drove it in me and I could feel myself stretching around every inch of him. He was so thick he totally filled me up and bottomed out. I gasped and arched my book binding. He slipped his unfreeze arm under me, kissing me as pumped into me, making me moan louder with every thrust. But you know what really pushed me over the edge, Daddy ? You ! That 's rightfulness, I saw you standing there watching in the partially receptive door. I guess you got off early or something, but when I turned my forefront and saw you standing there watching me take his monumental prick, yours already out of your pants and being tugged on furiously, I got so excited at you seeing me be your little slut. I got louder just to constitute certainly you could get a line, and grabbed his ass, making him have sex me slow and mystifying so you got a good show. I was thinking of having him pull out, but once I knew you knew, I wanted to be full of his jizz. I wrapped my peg around him as he came, and the kickoff streams of cum trickled out as his still throbbing erecting brought me to my own orgasm. I saw you wind up about then too, Daddy, all over the front of your pants. I loved seeing the spurt of Edward D. White shoot out against your black pants as I could feel his leaking out of me. I wished you had come in then and cleaned me up. The idea of you tasting him in me and licking his juice out of me drives me wild, but since you did n't even hump it was gon na happen, I did n't wan na crowd my luck. I already knew I was probably going to get a spanking for not asking license at the very to the lowest degree, I did n't wan na realize you too mad.

So what I wanted to recount you was how much I liked getting fucked by another cock and that I 'd like to do it more. But what I really want is for you to play too dad. adjacent time I want you to be there. I want to breastfeed your cock then sit in your lap as he fucks me senseless. I want to experience him blow his freight as mystifying as he can then have you clean it all out while he watches. So, what do you say ? Can we pop, Please ? ''