Jill had been living in for about a month and she had a key to the door. Something I was never allowed. As usual I was alone and tied naked to the bed...when she came in from work. She’s a supervisor at a chicken farm. Not much of a job but it put her in charge of a group of girls. Because of the chicken smell she always showers when she get in. Frequently I had to help wash her and on many occasions was given what she called a golden shower. Then I had to kneel open mouthed before her when I. My hand reflexively gripped his hard-on as my other tangled in his hair, fusing our mouths together. Heated passion, longing, lust and aching need flooded the kiss. I started stroking him through his pants and received his growl of a moan for my satisfaction. I broke the kiss, breathing heavily. I put a hand to his chest, keeping my other hand in his lap. "Taylor," I took a deep breath, "I think it's obvious that I like you, a lot. I also think it's obvious that you probably like me too." I. "Daddy, stop, please, I can't take it any more," I moaned finally.He sat up between my legs and looked down at my wet cunt. I could see he was hard."Do you want me to give you a blow job again, daddy?" No, sweetie, I want to fuck you, but I am so afraid of hurting you. Maybe you know, it israther painful for a virgin girl to be fucked the first time. Maybe I should just have you suckme off, okay?" Uhhhh... Daddy... I had a little accident a couple of weeks ago. Maybe it won't hurt now ifyou put. ” I continued stroking as I listened to how this stranger had undressed my wife. “He knelt at my feet, encircling my body with his arms. He held me close. His face nuzzled up against my belly. His hands were under my black dress exploring the cheeks of my bum. Slowly he began caressing the sides of my legs; my ass felt a little chill as his hot hands slid off of it and down my legs. Frankie doesn’t call it my ass; he calls it my little girlie bottom. “Once he reached my feet, his hands began.