She always knows her place when a dominant man gets what he wants from her, she will totally submit to them as if it’s her greatest pleasure, to be ...he fucktoy they need so badly. Anna knew that she was now, way more superior than his wife, such was the skills she was demonstrating, the look and eagerness in Horns eyes were sure confirmation of it. After Anna literally can’t take any more of not breathing from a stuffed mouth, she has to squeeze her nails hard in his upper legs, in order for. Yes Daddy, thank you Daddy." I'm gonna get some sleep now. This will be our last FaceTime until I getback Monday night, so don't forget your pictures. Good night, angel." Good night, Daddy."I collapsed in a heap of feminine emotions and sissy lust. I was so sohorny, but also so exhausted from such an emotional day and night withDaddy, and my jaw was aching so pleasantly....I prepared for bed, sending him one last pic after I put on one of thesheer pink babydoll nighties and to my surprise, fell. I took her left hand and introduced my saluting boy. She was shy at the same time curious, and cooperated well. Her soft bulbs were pressing my chest. Those were really soft, medium ,fair and decorated with a brown cherry at centre. I started ticking her nipples, in another 5 minutes she came back to her mood.Tried to take out panty, she didn’t agreed, she turned to the other side and slept on the side of bed. I hugged her from back and lay down with her. I started kissing her shoulder, back. ’ And she certainly wasn’t a ‘woman.’ Right then, right there, she was a bitch. A horny, eager, desperate bitch who needed my cock in her pussy, my hands around her throat, my voice in her ear, my fingers on her nipples . . . like a starving woman needs food. ‘That’s a good girl, Helen’ I whispered as I glided my fingers along her lower back raising goosebumps along her flesh and causing her pussy to ripple so hard around the head of my cock. ‘OK, OK, I’m OK, wait, Mr. Watkins, hold on I just.