“Did you wax this for me?”“Do you like it?”“It makes you look like a little girl. But little girls don’t have orgasms. Little girls don�...�t get touched like this.”“No,” she shook her head and gasped as Marcus’s finger rubbed her clit. “No, just like being sexy for you. Like calling you Daddy.”“Okay. You can call me Daddy, and I’ll treat you like the little slut you want to be. No more Princess and no stuffed animals. Just using my little slut's holes as I see fit. Is that what you. He said well good last night was Leons last nightI fired him so we can start moving stuff in now. Relieved I thouht everything would be ok now.It was only a week before the wedding and we worked every night putting things in the house,things were going so well I almost forgot about Leon. On wednesday before the wedding we had worked at the house we had both drove to the house and around 10:00 we decided to leave. After I kissed my fiancee goodnight I got in my car and left after I had driven a. She pushed off the few items on her desk to the floor except for the computer. She stood and began removing her top.I scooted the computer monitor and keyboard to the edge then started removing my clothes.She removed her bra. I couldn't help but stop and stare. She noticed me admiring."You like?" she flirted, lifting up her big, heavy tits."God, yes!" I groaned. They were were magnificent.I stood in a daze watching her tits move as she further stripped down. It wasn't until she was naked and. Slipping my panties back on and hoping the thin layer of fabric would somehow disguise my freshly fucked pussy I headed back upstairs with the bottle of wine.When I got to the kitchen Craig asked, “What took you so long?” I quickly replied, “There was some big trouble in the basement, but I handled it.”Craig opened the bottle and poured the three of us another glass. As the conversation continued I soon found that Craig grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch underneath the table. As my.