..." I did not know how to handle what was said. So I went a little further. "My fantasy is to be submissive to another guy.... what about yours...?... I stammered. "I am more into being the dominant one...." Well I will be your bitch tonight if you want" I stammered. There! I said it! There was a pause and Simon gave nothing away on his facial expressions. It seemed an eternity before he finally answered me. "You dirty fucker" I gulped, thinking he was disgusted by my offer. "You want. “That’s it. You’re daddy’s good little bitch aren’t you?”She popped the head of the cock out of her mouth long enough to say, “Yes daddy I’m your little bitch. I want you to use my mouth all the time to make your cock feel good. You can even take me out of school just for a blowjob if you feel like it. I won’t mind. You don’t even have to take me out of school. Just walk in the class, pull your dick out and I’ll suck it right there in front of everyone! Cause I’m my daddy’s little bitch slut. 'She felt Brendan's eyes as she cast aside her boots and socks, only looking away when she rose just enough to slide her coveralls down her body and legs, setting them with her boots. Once clad only in white cotton knickers, T-shirt and bra, all damp, Leah resumed her hunkered position against the wall, the relative coolness of the metal walls and floor of the lift better appreciated by her now-bare skin. She locked eyes with him again. 'It's a little too tropical in here for modesty. You. I pulled meera on to my lap with her back towards me. I pulled her night pants and shirt off and spread her legs with my legs in between. I picked up the toast of bread and put it on her choot and rubbed it.She was already dripping her juices from her choot and soon the bread was soaked in her juices. I applied some jam on the toast and had a bite. The taste was something I had never tasted before, the cunt juices mixed with jam. We shared the toast and soon we had completed our breakfast.My 7.