You even said ?good boy? to him! As your turn around to face me, I come forward, eyes shining, ready to hug you or somehow express quietly my approval... The blow is unexpected and your powerful slap knocks me sideways onto the bed. Before I can even struggle up, your hand is in my hair, pulling hard, and my eyes fill with tears from pain and surprise as they meet yours.?From now on, slut,? you hiss, ?you ask before you touch him.?My mouth falls open. ?Yes, Daddy!? I gasp quickly. You use my hair. Just a tool, an outlet for your frustration. I am held up only by my hair, all strength gone from my body as you continue to fuck my throat until it burns. I gag constantly, reaching the point of passing out so many times I lose count ... each time you stop just before I slip over the edge. This is what I yearn for, live for ... to be used this way for your pleasure.As I feel your excitement mounting, your thrusts become deeper, faster, more impatient and I give my all to you, to please you.. Mom told her what to expect, told her about the changing shape of her body, how it would affect her mind and mannerisms. It was an early morning. Josie had tossed and turned all night, maybe three hours sleep, she was hot and sweaty, she was grumpy and miserable, and for some reason ,she could not fathom, she was horny. She gave up trying to sleep, pressure on her bladder, she struggled up, half rolling out of bed, thought of finding a robe or some clothes, thought fuck it and waddled out the. And his eyes...a deep navy blue that I couldn't even begin to describe.I was determined to make him notice me. So I turned up the stereo, and got up on the table. Alli and Ronnie came up and joined me, and the spotlight was on us. We were grinding each other, and suddenly we were all shirtless dancing in high heels. Everyone gathered around, plastic red cups in hand, screaming for more. So I planted a big wet kiss on Ronnie, and she responded by sticking her tongue in my mouth. They were going.