I didn't have to think now, daddy was in charge. The feeling as his throbbing dick slid into my mouth for the first time was something I'll never forg...t, complete submission. It felt so good to be on my knees, it instantly makes sense when a cock is in your mouth. Daddy played with my panties and lingerie too while he fucked my mouth, making me fully feel like his slut. Daddy really began to fuck my mouth when he saw my obvious enjoyment, I tried my hardest not to gag, as he thrusted his. We both moaned as the tip entered me. With his cock inside me, I released his length and twined my arms around his neck. Oh God, Danny. You feel so good inside me, I whispered as he pushed further up my pussy. I'd said that or something similiar so many times with my clients, but with Danny I meant it. God, how I meant it as his cock tip met the top of my cunt and continued to push up, stretching me so much my breath was coming in quick gasps already. Deep inside me Danny's cock finally came. Lying there, this gorgeous hallucination in front of me, I felt my pain disappear like the extinguishing of a candle. Repeating my morning ritual, I reached up and tried to touch her, desperate to experience the sensation of her skin against my own. As expected, she disappeared just as I was about to make contact, but something stopped me from retracting my arm and letting it fall. My eyes wide, my hand trembling, I scanned through the recorded sensations of that brief second, desperate to. " "What do you want?" She asked, "You never come down to the track. I thought you swore to me that you were allergic to running." She grinned, and raised an eyebrow. Dean shrugged his shoulders, his signature crooked grin smeared across his annoyingly attractive face. "I came to apologize for this morning." He began, and Jenny noticed something different in his eyes. She, who had seen every conceivable mood of his, couldn't quite place what it was. Whatever it was, it was causing Jenny's pussy.