I still wanted her. I thought about what I said in our last encounter. I was in the heat of the moment, but I think I meant it."...I could be 'Daddy....."Then I thought about our random conversations on FaceTime. I asked her one night, bored:"What do you get complimented on the most?"I noticed her chocolate skin. Her big lips. She had a really pretty mouth as well. She was laying down. I saw her blouse, open. Her beautiful breasts were playing peek a boo with my eyes. I almost got caught looking.. I rubbed my fingers into it and then made her lick her pussy resin from them. Now I pried into the loose flesh that concealed her oily cunt until I felt the heated source of her juices. As I scooped out some slime with two fingers, a long sticky strand remained connected from her crotch to my fingers. Now, for the first time, I tasted her juices. The slime I sucked from my fingers was slightly salty and slightly sweet, not bad tasting at all. I grabbed her huge ass and pulled her to me so. “I was hurting so much I even thought of walking into the sea.”Brad was so shocked, he turned her tear stained face to his, “You wouldn’t have done that, would you?”“Anger was just replacing self-pity when the rain came.” She buried her face into Brad’s shoulder, “Oh, and you’ve been so different, so gentle.” Linda’s face almost broke his heart as she looked up at him again, and whimpered, “You really don’t think I’m a slut, do you?”“I think you’ve been put through a travesty of living that you. I know he's using it for this taboo game on purpose, pushing me to play deeper into the perverted fantasy. I imagine the hands at my hips being of those other men. I moan as the head of his prick presses against my pussy lips, and shudder as he nudges forward, opening me just a bit, then relenting. As if he can read my mind, he lowers toward me, whispering the names of each of his friends like reading a menu. With each new name, I squirm, trying to move my vulnerable entrance away from the.