Tears are pouring down your face and you do not make eye contact with me. "Look at me," I say and you slowly raise your chin to look me in the eyes. "...ow that my little girl has cleaned the mess you made, you must be punished." You say, "But, Daddy, it was an accident! I didn't mean to." I sit on one of the dining room chairs, pull you across my lap and pull your skirt up, revealing your pretty ass. The sting from my slap hurts my hand as my hand print turns your ass cheek red. You let out a. They were completely naked and they straddled his thighs, rubbing their vaginas against his leg, pressing their hard nipples against his arms and his chest.He let go of his cock, now fully erect, and began to stroke a different woman with each hand. On his right was a tall, bleached blonde. He grabbed her tit in his fist and crushed it. She squealed and jerked against him. And then she was moaning and crying as he rhythmically milked the soft globe.His other hand stroked the slender back and. No! It wasn't fair! We'd been so close, only a few feet away from the life I craved! Why did this keep happening to me! This time, there was nobody around to congratulate me. No friendly waitress, no husband, no lover, not even a disinterested stranger. Looking at the line of wine glasses atop my machine and the overflowing bucket of cigarette butts beside it, I could understand why. "Two hundred and fifty bucks?" I cried. "That's no jackpot! Why the siren?" Looking down at the machine -. ” The runner fell effortlessly, with a shrug of one shoulder and then another, she turned to face him. He had to look. “Holy shit!” Adorned in black stockings and suspenders and absent of any underwear; her body was a perfect ensemble of curves. She was the very pinnacle of womanhood. Her sublime breasts begged to be squeezed, her hips flared delicately, he pulled her in closely and placed a tender kiss on her neck. She looked at him and placed a finger at his lips. “If you want this body, not.