sensational lene scopata a casa

I put my chin up and admire my reflection. I'm cute. I'm little. I'm what daddy likes ! I won't let daddy get bored of me or go back to mommy or my new worst nightmare: another little girl... unless I'm there...then maybe that'd be okay....for daddy's birthday or fathers day or something just because he'd cuty love it. And he deserves it. I think for a moment...maybe that wouldn't be so bad....I could play with her ...and I know daddy would love not one but TWO little girls to do whatever he wanted with... I smile in the mirror and rub all over my body. I'm gonna be good enough for daddy. I'll do whatever it takes. I whisper to myself. "Your time is over Mommy...." I say quietly and full of sass. "Daddy is MINE now." I smirk in the mirror. Then walk back to my room to get dressed... To be continued.... To her surprise and, to some extent confusion, her discussion with Angus this morning had cleared her head a lot. She understood that while she had offered herself to be used and objectified, she was still a willing participant. Inasmuch as being intimidated or even a little scared was an appealing part of the game, it was comforting to know that her housemates seemed to understand it was a game, one with rules even if those rules were sometimes unspoken, and that pushing too far to upset the balance would end the game early. Of course now that her spirits had lifted and she was left to her own devices for the day, she was left with a maddening amount of free time. Angus had deliberately – the bastard – left her in a state of frustration and then expressly forbidden her to do anything about it. She was also tired of oversleeping and every waking minute being filled with sex. There was slightly more to life. So, she cleaned. Throwing on an old light dress and some comfortable slip on shoes she set about cleaning. With the buttplug in place her underwear didn’t suit quite right so after experimentally trying a pair on she changed her mind and kicked them back off. Her dress was in a backless style where the front was mainly two wide strips of material that covered her breasts and tied in a knot behind her back, and the skirts came to about her knees. Normally she was lazy about housework but now that she had some free time and a lot of energy she felt like doing something about it. She proceeded to put away her clothing and make her room more presentable since she was entertaining visitors on the regular. After a trips to the bin to get rid of random garbage that had accumulated she set about adorable dusting and vacuuming, though she opted to leave the other bedrooms alone – she was their sex slave, not their maid. Every step caused the plug to move around inside her and made her think about the ben wa balls she had hidden in an old lunchbox under her bed, and how amazing they would feel right now, but amateur she had to forcefully push those thoughts aside. If she went down that rout she wouldn’t be able to stop herself Cuckold from doing something about her mounting sexual frustration. So instead she attended to the housework she had been neglecting. After vacuuming she gave the bathroom a cursory once over, feeling vulnerable and drifting into a daydream about one of the guys sneaking up and surprising her from pussy behind as she bent over the tub to give it a quick once over. Mary thought. When he saw her in class, waiting for him, Cuckold his desires were only confirmed. Knowing Jen that was a warning shot across the bow before her full-on attack, I have seen it before, cuty he thought, and I'll need a plan. Again, when we finished, we took another shower and returned to watch TV, with her again telling me how much fun she was having today. While she amateur fumbled in her purse, putting away her car keys as she turned the corner, walking past the dumpster towards the back door, a soft mewing caught her attention. I didn’t stop him and his hands were soon grabbing my butt. I looked up at her reluctantly she smiled and waved me to come up. But keeping those memories do not mean that they don't love you, or that they want to relive the glory days (at least if they're wise). She’s smart…she’s amazing…she’s gorgeous…I can’t wait to get her back with us!” Can't believe her, she is a woman who has needs. NO MORE!!!! That’s when he adorable asked me again. She leaned down pussy and kiss the head and my knees buckled, she then wrapped her full lips around me, and I almost collapsed.