He picks up the pace ever so slightly, stroking himself a little faster. A bead of precum dribbles down the underside like drool from a baby’s chin....He uses it as lubricant, even though with all the plasters his skin and the sheets he doesn’t really need to. Marshall massages it into the place beneath the tip. It makes his cock jump with anticipation. He fantasizes that it is some stranger’s tongue doing the licking. He can’t quite make it out but he knows it is feminine. He goes back to. Luckily the service room had plenty of materials for him to use. The power cord from one of the cleaners gave him the perfect thing to fasten her wrists and ankles, a cleaning cloth pushed into her mouth made an effective gag and a strip torn from a spare sheet was perfect to keep the cloth in place. Gregg looked down at the helpless, conscious but compliant girl. He was pleased with his handiwork, pleased with the way that the girls white bra and panties contrasted with her olive skin pleased. The bed is the same way. As is everything else in the unit. The perfect height for my Daddy, but it helps to make me feel like your little girl so much. Needing help from you to do otherwise basic things is a bit of a rush. I need to even stand on a stool at the bathroom sink to brush my teeth.You lifting me up to the couch to sit by you or lay in your lap for a bottle is so nice, making me feel even more like your baby girl.When waking from our nap in your arms, I look over the side of the. .mane soch lia agar aaj kuch nai bolunga to kabhi nahi bol paunga ….m befikar himmat kar ke andar gaya .vo mujhe dekhkar thoda choki aur thodi khush hui…..yaaro chala to gaya but smajh nahi aaya ki kya bolu……thodi himmat kar ke bolaseema ur dance was nice………vo niche dekhkar muskura kar dekhne lagimane socha kuch bolegi par vo to kuch nai boli..m phir bolayahan kya kar rahi ho sir dekhenge to datenge………is baar vo bolim sir se permission lekar aayi hun mere sar me dard…………….m chup ho gaya yaaro.