“Aaaaagggggrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhh. YES, YES ,YES FUCK MY TIGHT YOUNG PUSSY SIR. I’M A BAD BAD GIRL.” She screams. She squirts everywhere. The hot liqu...d splashing onto my face. I could taste her saltiness. It turned me on further more. All I could thing about now was to thrust my rock hard cock straight into her gushing gusset. After her intense orgasm she collapses on the floor into a heap. Panting heavily and looking exhausted. She looks at me. “I’m so sorry Sir. I’ve made a mess.” “Yes you have.. First, pick up the collar. Do you know what a collar symbolizes?”Daisy thought for awhile about what she had learned on the internet. “Ownership Daddy?”“Yes, little slut. You now have a Daddy who owns you and cares about you and will always look after you. I want you to get on your knees in front of the cam and put on the collar. I want you to wear it whenever you’re alone including when you’re sleeping.”“He called her a little slut” she thought. “The feminist trained part of her thought that. "Akbar felt a rising heat in his loins but chose to tease his daughter, "That is good sweetheart. You could catch up with things that you might want to do or have some quiet time without guests stumbling in you way." I was ... er ... just ... ah ... wondering if you were free and wanted to come home," Shahnaz felt frustrated at her father's obtuseness."I am afraid Munnoo Bhai has me for the day, catching up after meeting with Italians," he heard disappointment in his daughter's voice as she. Both Hannah's hands kneaded my buns as she continued to devour my cock. It was obviously working for her too as her eyes were closed as she sucked. It was excruciatingly pleasurable for me too and I only wished there was a wall I could have leant against to steady myself. Instead I used Hannah's head for support as she sucked my stick. "Oh yes baby" I encouraged her. Although she had relinquished control by fondling my buttocks I was still not pressing home my advantage. Hannah was obviously.