Keeping pressure, he begins to saw his hand back and forth between my legs. My lips part, and Daddy leans down to lick my temple and nuzzle my hair. I...thought he loved me? Why would he threaten me with those photos?The businessman’s eyes ware trained on the front of my skirt, where I am sure he can see movement. I feel a hot blush rise from my chest to my cheeks. The man’s gaze lifts to mine, and he smirked at me knowingly. Why was Daddy doing this? Couldn’t he tell we’d drawn someone’s. Sarah looked at what her hand was doing, and before she knew it, her middle finger had curled over and she was inserting it inside Emma’s pussy.Sarah gasped out loud. Emma followed her; though Emma’s was a lot louder, went on for longer but sounded just as satisfying.Sarah removed her finger as her hand pulled upwards only to bury it a second time. Her actions were repeated over and over. Sarah could feel Emma’s chest heave upwards with every insertion. She could feel Emma’s tension building. I met her in a nightclub in Devon. She was about 5ft 8in, slim figure, ginger hair but not freckly skin, she was a stunner. It was amazing how much we had in common. I used to go visit her at her flat she lived in with her 2 k**s, she was a single mother and I was her fuck buddy for the next few months. We had some amazing sex. This is a brief description of the sort of things we did. I turned up at her place one evening, she had just put her k**s to bed and we were chilling on the sofa. I was moaning, feeling his hands all over me. I wanted to feel his cock in me and asked him to bend me over and fuck me. He grabbed me, moved to the kitchen table, turned me around, made me go on my toes and shoved his cock in my dripping pussy as I used the kitchen counter as a support. His cock slid all the way in. He was fucking me fast and furious while we were both moaning. He was leaning back, holding one cheek of my ass with one hand watching his cock disappear in my tight pussy. One.