His hands slid down to my butt cheek; his strong squeezing palms and finger felt very good through the thin fabric of my thin boxers.“Ever since…�...� Canelo said between kisses, sounding very wet on my skin. “I saw you… I wanted you… I suspected you were… but I didn’t dare… until… I saw you… with Alfonso… still didn’t dare… but as my departure grew near… I was getting anxious… I knew… I had to… I wanted to… I wanted you…” His calloused hands ventured inside my boxers and I could feel the. .. No ... Yes ... Fuck! Yes! I would let you fuck me if you wanted to!" Sandra said and started crying.Frederik stood up and joined Sandra at her side of the windowsill. He wrapped his arms around her and tried to comfort her. In a way, he was glad that he was right about her, but on the other hand, he was also troubled about it. It would mean; he now had a difficult decision to make.However, before he would tell Sandra his decision, he just held her in his arms and let her cry on his shoulder.. It was time for her treat, I got her into bed and she wore her pale green lace panties and bra, just seeing this made me hard, I was such a lucky man. I got her onto the bed, slowly kissing her , caressing every inch of her body, I kissed her neck and down to her nipples, and sucked them till they couldn't get any harder, I snook out the handcuffs and placed them around her wrists . I then blindfolded her, I kissed slowly from her nipples to her clit, I removed her panties with my teeth and. ..what do you mean? What kind of thoughts?”Her father stood up. “Sweetie, I’m sorry…” He then unzips his pants. “…but you brought this on yourself.”“Daddy, wait!” Her father places his strong hand on her shoulder, and pushes down, forcing her onto her knees. Seeing her father reach in with his other hand to pull out his cock, Emily’s eyes widen. “Daddy, Please...!” He then move his hand from her shoulder to the back of her head pushing her toward him, force his cock in her mouth. once she felt.