( I will not exhale until I finish cumming for Daddy)My pussy contracting, my hips move, and the fucking wave releases. The Amazon is running between ...y thighs. I am cumming and I feel so dizzy in the beginning of sexual euphoria. ( I am Daddy's good girl ) I am not stopping. No way, I want this so fucking badly. I want more, I want it now. Standing up, I bend my knees and come down into a crouching position. I am thinking about Daddy underneath me. ( Daddy is going to for.ce his huge cock. ") It seemed to me that he was looking for me to write the story based on his facts.I wrote to him explaining that although his facts were truths, what he was sending me was no more than I could conjure up by myself to write a fictional tale. I convinced him that if he really wanted his factual story posted that he would have to be the one to write it, and in his own words, as best as he could recall it happened.He asked if I would at least review it and I agreed. He took up the challenge and. Anyways I had three sexual encounters before the one I speak of later. I was one of those kids that grew into sex very easy like an omen.Like if a teacher had a sexual encounter with me it would only build my sexual knowledge. I wouldn’t need therapy. (Though this sadly never happened)I live in sexual boring town USA and all the girls and women in my town whether on drugs or just unattractive. So I looked in the paper and seen an ad for local single through my county. On there is where I. I try to look back up at you but you have me pushed against the glass divider, a teenage guy looks up and sees me. Fuck, he can see your hand under my skirt. His cock clearly throbs in his pants and reminds me of yours pressed against my ass..."My hands holding your ass cheeks spread as I run my tongue over your asshole in small slow circles. Listening to your voice falter and break, your breath hitching as you try and read. I can tell you are trying to take it slowly, picturing everything in.