What was going to be her punishment? The anticipation alone could have sufficed as punishment. She looked up as the door swung open. Her daddy didnt l...ok himself, there was a wild look upon his face that told her she was really in for it tonight. He silently grabbed her wrist and led her to his room, the one that she was never aloud inside of, and it was always locked. He blindfolded her and opened the door. He led her a few steps and closed the door, she heard it lock. She stood there for a. I then pulled up her shirt and opened her bra and started to suck on her delicious delicacies (aren’t they). She had increased the movement of her hand and suddenly opened my zip and put her hand inside my jeans and underwear to straight hit my member. I shifted my focus time and again from her breasts to her face, lips, neck and back again to the super delicacies, which I was savoring to my hearts delight. She could not control any longer and her body language suggested that she wanted. " I've never shouted at you." Miller took up her usual position, sitting in the opposite chair with her fingers laced behind her head."No, you haven't. I was thinking of someone else." Bren let out a slow breath. With one thing and another, he'd been spun around a few too many times in the last few days."I'll be blunt. I think you're in danger, and you're leading the Silvana into danger. You aren't seeing things clearly, and I don't want any of us going down in flames — politically or literally. “Fuck me, fuck me good and hard,” she hissed.Geoff could see her opened peach dripping with the hope of sinful ecstasy. He could feel it too, a longing inside him to have the tight wet flesh of her pussy wrap around his hardened cock. Geoff drove it in filling her beyond capacity, pain stabbed at her from below and endorphins flooded her from above. The clash of feelings generating a mishmash of emotions and pleasurable torment. As he pounded her stretching cunt she slipped across the surface.