She now moaned louder with each stroke of mine. She also pushed back her hips to match with my strokes. I held on to her thighs to steady her and myse...f as I was standing. I bent over few times to suck her bobbing boobs and flick at her nipples. She tried to grab my head each time I went near her nipples but I slipped back and kept up my tempo. Her toes curled and her payals rubbing on my shoulder was very erotic. I took her left foot in my hand and sucked her toes and finger before playing. She thanked both him and the waitress, closed her eyes, took a deep calming breath and downed the golden fiery liquid. Instantly, the warmth flowed through her and settled in her belly. His brow rose as he watched her, wondering what she would do or say next to surprise him. He knew there would be something. She set the glass down and smiled, savoring the momentary flush. Seated, he was now at eye level with her and she leaned in again. A little unsteady this time, she put her hand on his. Iqra's eyes were now full of water and she couldn't breathe but she never told him to stop as her pussy was getting wetter by the minute. He finally let her go so she could breathe a little her hijab was now a mess from all the spit drooling down from her chin so she took it off and threw it away and with that went the piousness her father wanted her to follow. Coach Wilson was not done with her mouth and went in her mouth again and facefucked her again for a couple of minutes and her face now. Our relationship is rich and complex, but as you could probably guess from me calling him Daddy, he is my leader as well as the love of my life.I'm by no means a perfect wife. I have a willful streak and when it gets out of hand, Daddy will tell me so, and if I don't rein myself in, he'll pass sentence on the spot, usually by saying, "Alright, Cindy, it's clear that you need some discipline. Come with me." (if we're not home, he'll simply say instead that we'll attend to my discipline when we.