" he glared at me, it felt like he was staring right through me. " Oh.. Sush. I didn't mean it like that.. I'm just.. nervous I gue--.. " I had no tim... to finish my sentence before I felt him slide into me. I could feel my walls stretch and conform to the shape of his cock. My eyes watered up again, I felt pinches and pressure. He stayed still for a moment and then I whined for him to start moving, and he did.. I wasn't exactly a virgin when it came to giving him blow jobs, he was my first in. “Why don’t you want to fuck me daddy?” Clarissa’s voice asks timidly from the doorway behind me.“Am I not pretty enough? Are my tits too small? Is my ass too fat? Is my skin too pale? Why wont you fuck me?” Her voice rises in pitch and volume and becomes more frantic with each question until by the end of the last question she is in tears.“You’re one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever seen.” I tell her truthfully as I move to wipe away her tears.“Then why wont you fuck me?” She cries moving. I specifically bought it for the best camera resolution when Tilly wanted to experiment with zoom sex parties, sometime around the second lockdown… something, we gave up too soon unfortunately.Our old toy box has been gathering dust in the depth of the built-in wardrobe and I have to give it a through rummage to find her kitten collar, leash and other things that I hide from her view for now.I tie her to the chunky, twist-carved leg of the dining table, press record and begin the scene,. I was really looking forward to that part of the evening in fact. So in the privacy of the cubicle in the ladies toilets at work I felt my silk knickers and knew I was already wet just thinking about it. Calmer now I took a deep breath and returned to my office, knowing I must see the work day out in my usual efficient manner. Tonight will be very different. Tonight should be nice at least after my tears have dried. I got home at my normal time. Mum was waiting for me. She opened the.