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God! This man was one hella good kisser. I loved the way he kissed me, the way he made my knees go weak in an instant. I loved the way his tongue slid into my mouth and wrestled with mine and I especially loved it when he sent his tongue skillfully super deep in my mouth. And damn! The way he nibbled on my lips and took them as if they were the tastiest pair he had ever tasted.
His body grinded into mine and mine grinded into his. I could feel his body heat and he could feel mine.
I moaned softly into the kids the moment he groped my tits hard, making me feel the impact even from my bras. 2
He kissed me all the way to his room, guiding every of my steps till we got to his room. His buttons were half way undone and my hands had slid underneath to touch and rub his body, his hard muscles, his abs and his biceps.
His other hand had raised my dress up when a phone suddenly rang, interrupting us. I heard daddy growl, definitely in annoyance. Proving all over again that this wasn’t just some lesson to him too. This was something he wanted just as much as I wanted it.
The phone rang again and this time daddy pulled away from me. I was breathing heavily, leaning against the wall and pressing my thighs together as I watched him grab his phone from his pocket.
He seemed annoyed. He seemed very pissed off as well but all of those emotions seemed to vanish the moment he saw who was calling. Those emotions were replaced by something different. Completely different.
“I will be away for a minute” he gave me a short notice, walked up to me, kissed my lips shortly and walk out of the room. “Fuck! Who the hell was that?” I groaned in annoyance.
I was horny and being interrupted wasn’t what I wanted. I walked out of the room and picked my purse which had fallen off my hand when we were kissing. I took it back into his room and brought out my phone.
I was horny and I had to do something to it. I needed daddy’s cock to fill me up so badly. Thinking about his cock while pushing down my panties made me think of dildos.
With the thought of those in my head, I didn’t hesitate to search it up on the net. I saw different pictures of different colour and sizes of dildos.
But honestly, none of them looked as perfect as daddy’s cock.
“Why won’t he just fuck me? Fuck!” I cursed as my fingers found their way into my pussy.
Just then the door opened back and in a jolt, my phone fell from my hand to the floor.
“Impatient, are we? You could not wait a minute but went on to touch yourself? Such a bad girl”
That voice. That low and deep tone. That hard on.
I pulled myself together and sat up on the bed. Daddy got to my side, bent down and picked up the phone I had even forgotten that I had dropped.
“Now, let’s see….” His words stopped as he stared at the screen of my phone.
His countenance changed and turned a shade darker.
“A dildo?” When he looked away from the phone to look at me, I gulped down hard.
He looked furious. Not the angry angry type of furious. But the horny angry type of furious.
“You were planning on making a fake dick the first that goes into your pussy?” He asked and I just couldn’t say a word to him.
“I am not going to let that happen. You want a cock inside of you that desperately, then you will have mine and not some fake” Was he…. Did I hear that clearly? Was that daddy giving in to… To fuck me?!
LUCIUS
‘I am going to do it. I am going to fuck her’ I said to myself firmly.
After getting a call from one of my previous business partners when I was in the mafia, I was most certainly not in a too good mood and more urgently, I needed to relieve myself.
Walking into this room, I had thought I would be using her tits or her mouth or maybe I would be humping her but not anymore.
My cupcake was a little slut waiting to be discovered, to be found out and to be fucked hard and senseless. And I was the only lucky enough to discover and find her out and now I am going to give her what she wants instead of having her seek it with a fucking dildo.
“First of all, you need to be taught a lesson. You are just too much of a bad girl and daddy can’t keep on forgiving you over and over again”
“Get up from the bed. Right now” I ordered and I swear I saw her body twitch as she pulled herself up to her feet.
I sat at the edge of my bed and patted my thighs for her to sit on.
“Come lay on Daddy’s laps”
She moved closer to me and then slowly laid on my laps, making her round, beautiful ass face up.
I ran my hands over her ass, appreciating the beauty and softness of it. I wish I was in the other room though. A spank paddle would have been so good on this ass.
After rubbing for a few seconds, I spanked her ass and she gasped.
“Oh god!” Her hand clasped over her mouth.
“Now, I want you to answer all of my questions. Don’t you get any wrong, is that clear?” My question resounded with another smack to her ass.
“Ouch daddy!” She winced but grinded into me.
“Wrong answer!” I spanked her both ass cheeks swiftly and she cried out loud.
“Fuck! Yes! Yes, that is clear”
“Good. Good but you are far from being a good girl. So far from it” I ran my hand down her ass crack and she shivered. I didn’t need to check to see how wet she was at the moment.
“Tell me, do you deserve what is happening to you right now?” I asked, spreading her ass cheek with a hand and smacking the right ass cheek with my other hand.
“I…. I…”
“Give a clear answer!” I spanked her again.
“I deserve it, Daddy.”
“Hmm, good thing you know you deserve this” I bent down and kissed her ass cheek.
“What did you do to deserve this?” I questioned her and felt her quiver.
“I…. I was being a bad girl?” She sounded unsure and I spanked her.
“Don’t give me those general answers. Be specific.” I growled.
“I was touching myself and…”
“Oh fuck” she gasped, throwing her head when I ran my index finger over her ass hole.
“That felt so good. Please…” I cut her off with another smack.
“I was about to give what belonged to daddy to a dildo” she cried out.
“Hmm, you do know what you did now. So are you sorry? Or are you not sorry, yet?”
Lisa turned her head to look at me and with the sexiest look in her eyes, she replied. “I don’t think I am sorry yet”
“You definitely are not!” I gritted and began spanking her hard and repeatedly.
“Are you sorry? Are you sorry now?”
“Oh fuck! I am… I am sorry daddy!!” It was a scream and her back arched.
