When He saw this, it only made him hotter. The slut?s head was now rising and falling rhythmically to meet the cock being fed to him and being fucked ...y Him. He could feel the cock swell and tasted something a little more salty in his mouth. He took this as a sign that the gel was wearing off. He knew that he needed to work fast. His mouth became noisy and he began to moan around the sides of the cock, producing a vibrating effect on the meat. A hand grasped his thigh and the other was. The lump in his throat was almost as big as the lump in his trousers. But he wasn’t the only one aware of their own sexual excitement; as Sonya watched the bedroom door close behind him she squeezed her legs together and felt the wetness between her thighs. “Just me and you now whore.” He told her as he pushed the tip of his cock into her mouth again. His hand was firm and gripped firmly the top of her head as he pushed forwards and backwards. “This will be in your tight little pussy in a few. " Y... Yes, Daddy." I want to know when all this started. Tell Daddy what you can remember, okay precious?"I smiled and whispered. "I like it when you call me that." He just smiled back and waited for me. I knew where to start. "I... I think it started because I played with myself all the time, Daddy." A lot?" More than once a day usually." Morning and night? I'd say that was normal." Is it? I mean, was it?" Sure." I thought I was so bad. I couldn't ask my friends about it. I was too. That left Mike. You know Mike’s about the only person in the world that I trust and he’s the only person that could have told you where I was working.”“He’s worried too,” she said, pleading. “He sees you getting more bitter and withdrawn all the time. He doesn’t know what to do. You work and sleep. That’s all you do.”“Because that’s all I have,” I told her.“You have a family that loves you,” she reminded me.“That’s touching,” I said dryly. “Does my father still think I’m a pussy or is he.