“Was that good Sweetie?” he asks with a slight grin brushing my hair out of my eyes. “Yeah Daddy it was so good, almost my best.” I giggle bec...use it was my best I was just teasing. “Okay sweetie now hopefully you know what to do with me.” He says with a wink, and I jump off the desk and he sits in the deep leather chair, I unbutton his pants and take out his rock hard 8 inch dick and stroke it lovingly. I decide I want to tease him, I lightly lick the tip of his penis swirling it in my mouth. Suddenly he stopped pressing on my boobs. In a few second, I felt his hand in my crouch. It was beyond my expectation. I shredded immediately with over excitement. He suddenly withdrew his hand. I realized my mistake of moving like that. I wanted him to continue, and I was waiting. But nothing had happened. We both slept. Next day morning I stared at him with artificial anger. But he had a smile on his face.After this incident I was expecting some more action from him. But there was no such. They were all ages and all races and all shapes and sizes. I told myself that at least it wouldn't be as bad as that night in the bar. There were only half as many men here, waiting around to rape me on camera.I didn't know what was going to happen. Well, obviously I was about to be raped by a large group of men. But beyond that I didn't know what they were planning for me. Would they take me one at a time on the bed? Would they be violent like the last time in that redneck bar?I didn't have to. I pulled down his trousers, finding the longest dick I had ever seen. It was beautiful, just partially hard; but it looked even bigger than I had seen in the photos that he had sent me.I giggled and leaned over Orson’s lap, taking that magnificent piece of black rod in my mouth, licking the head and kissing it softly…He leaned back in his seat and enjoyed it, moaning softly.I started going deeper in my mouth and trying to take the whole shaft down my throat. It was so width, that I gagged.