But when He ordered her to get rid of it, she secretlydisobeyed. She hid it away, not knowing why. Eventually it hit her; He was threatened by her pa...t, thatwhich made her what she was and what she offered Him. Why? She served Him welland had given Him her heart. The thought troubled her. ?A crack in her trust rippled through. A few weeks later, she felt the need to move on. He?d criedand begged. Those familiar words she?d heard so often before, from so manymouths. I need you. I can?t live. I stopped caring that we were sorta in public fairly quickly. I was having too much fun sucking dick. It was growing on me very fast, and I was eager to learn more. I just wanted Randy’s cock, and I didn’t care what hole he put it in, as long as he put it inside me and only me. "You like having daddy's cock in your mouth?"I looked up with jubilation and nodded yes.“Spit on daddy’s cock.”I did as I was told. "Go down deeper. Show me how obedient you are.”I did as I was told.I swallowed as much. " I can well imagine," I told her, only then taking a brief glimpse of her as she looked about the yard enjoying the rare fresh breeze of the still cool morning air. Damned if her appearance, even innocent as it was, or was meant to be ... didn't get to me still. Though Chris usually slept in a thin pullover satiny, or even silk shift to bed at night, she sometimes wore nothing more than one of my old tee-shirts to bed. Sometimes with, but sometimes without panties, depending on the mood she. Still, that tightness bothered me and my dick. While speaking with her, my colleague Ramya had called me several times. But I wasn’t concentrating because my eyes were on those two firm boobs which were inside her black spaghetti.Then my colleague Whatsapped me –Ramya: It is urgent. Please call me back.Then I interrupted the talk and said to Archana about the call. I went to the other seat and called Ramya. I sorted out the issue and yes, it was a bit personal one. Then I masturbated thinking.