Dont forget it. I slap it again an tell you your Daddy is going to make you cum enough that you want need to play with your pussy . Unless I tell you ...o. Im fucking you so hard the the sink is just about to fall off the wall. Your screaming in pleasure and I stick my fingers deep down your throat . You suck on them and gag at the same time. I tell you Im about to cum. You say dont stop yet. I slap your ass and You start to cum .Your pushing all up against me so Ill go deeper. I say Im cuming. . more. Bigger.With a final moan, Craig collapsed forward, his heavy body falling onto her, and he lay there, breathing heavily for a few moments. Finally he lifted his head and smiled down at her. She smiled back, trying to hide the ache still within her.“That was ... great. How you doing?” Craig gasped out.“Great ... great,” she whispered back.Craig smiled at her, then his eyes lifted and widened as they saw the clock.“Shit!” he spat, “I have to go! I’m supposed to be at work in ten. We have a very open and trusting relationship and instead of asking why, I could tell he was eager to see what I had in store for him. I positioned him with his knees on the floor and his body lying across the coffee table. I put a couple of soft towels down to avoid knee burn since I planned on him being in this position for quite awhile. I noticed that the coffee table was actually a bit too low for him to rest comfortably on it so I grabbed several large books and propped up the end of the. I’m not a challenge, if that was more your style,” I warned Juliette.She laughed softly and pulled me closer for a kiss, “Actually, it’s refreshing to skip past the moral protestations, rationalizations, excuses, and self-loathing for once. The only parts that I really love about it nowadays are listening to happily married men exchange sweet nothings with their wives while they fucked me forty ways to Sunday. Dollars to donuts, the wives had to suspect or know, given how out of breath the men.