He moaned softly, gripping her hair to help her deep throat Him. With His other hand he traced the lips of her pussy. ?I will touch you little one, bu... you must keep sucking My cock at all times. If you stop, I stop. Understand?? She couldn’t speak so she moaned around His cock and continued sucking on Him, swirling her tongue around the head. At the first touch of his fingertips on her clit, she gasped but continued her teasing of his cock. He worked her expertly, as if he knew exactly. As soon as Emma was out the room, Tom pulled at the front of his shorts in an effort to hide what appeared to be a fairly sizeable erection. He had to quickly pull his hand away though, as Emma re entered the room holding two bottles of my beer. She sat back down and they clinked bottles and they both took a pull and resumed watching the TV. Soon, Emma replaced her arm across Tom’s tummy but now I saw that it was lower down than before and her elbow was gently touching the front of Tom’s shorts. ‘You alright sweety?’ He asked. ‘Am I hurting you?’ She shook her head. ‘Only a little, Daddy,’ she mumbled. ‘But I don’t mind.’ ‘You don’t, do you? Cause you’re Daddy’s little fuck toy.’ He was now completely inside her. He started to thrust. Slowly at first but quickly picking up speed. His eyes closing, his lips slightly parted, panting, pushing his pelvis against hers. She was swept up in all the sensation, confusing pleasures. She stopped resisting, she just leaned into it, let it. I was in my denims and taking them off would mean I had to stand naked from the waist down, displaying my wares for the men to see, but she said, 'Come with me', as if reading my mind, so I followed her into the bedroom where she opened drawers and wardrobes, full of new and worn clothes.'Let your imagination fly my dear', then she turned and walked out, and I unzippered my denims and slipped them off.I was excited, as if in a department store, the clothes were both exquisite and expensive, and.