He’d draped his hooded sweater over the petite redhead as she’d slept, and she was still clinging to it like a blanket as her eyes opened. Nicole ...ooked at her father, and then out the window - seeing that it was still dark.“Where are we, Daddy?” She asked, before covering her lips as she yawned deeply.“Sorry sweetheart, I couldn’t drive any further. I got way too tired.” Nathan replied with a slightly apologetic smile.“That’s okay, Daddy. You don’t need to be sorry. I’d much rather sleep in a. Armstrong's chest. “You didn't give your wife what she needed. It takes more than just being a milquetoast provider for your family. You have to give your wife the pleasures she needs. You have to be strong. You have to be the man of the house. When she's bad, you have to correct her. When she's good, you have to reward her. Love her. “Make her cum.”“Do you make your wife cum?” I asked.He swallowed.“That's what I thought,” Clint said. “She's found a way to cum, and she loves it. So you have a. . Releasing herself from their kiss she began to slowly move down his body with her mouth.. kissing and teasing a hot path toward her ultimate destination. She kissed his tiny man nipples making them hard with desire. She moved down his stomach to his hip. She knew his body was anticipating her movement, felt powerful knowing he desired her. Grasping his erect penis at its base she opened her hot mouth and gently licked its sweet head. She then took him inside her mouth deeply, she could hear. “What game?”He reached out and ran his fingertip across the inch of skin where my t-shirt ended. I tried not to squirm. His finger hooked into the waistband of the shorts and he pulled me forward sharply. I couldn’t help my startled gasp.“So long as we’re doing this, I make the rules,” he murmured firmly. “You want this, you follow them. Got it? Or else you can tell me to get the fuck outta here and I’ll never touch you again. Is that what you want, kitten?”I didn’t say anything. He pulled me.