“You can’t get away from me whore, now get over here and eat my cunt.” “Yes LG,” is all I can say and I move in front of you, where you part...your legs for me and lean back. I look at your wet pussy and desire ignites. I give you a long, slow lick up your slit so I can savor your flavor. You moan at my touch. I steadily lick you faster and harder. I look up at you as I like your juices and see you looking down at me. You grab a fist full of my hair and press my face hard into your cunt.“Eyes. She was going to ask him whether she should come down in her girl clothes when he said “make sure you’re wearing heels”. So she knew. She immediately panicked. There wasn’t enough time to make sure she looked perfect. But she knew there could be no excuses. Daddy had been clear about this before the trip. She was to pay attention and do as he said. So she began to put her makeup on. And took out a skirt and blouse to wear to dinner. Black pencil skirt and a print top. Her open toe yellow heels. “Daddy,” Claire whimpered. “Come on, Daddy. Fuck me.”Elizabeth moaned. Without warning, orgasm wracked her body. She stabbed at the keyboard until the video paused and dug her fingers into her crotch as sweet pleasure coursed through her. She sagged when it was over, gasping for breath. On the screen, Claire was looking into Phillip’s eyes, smiling, her hand reaching between her legs to touch his rampant erection. Elizabeth backed the video up a little.“Come on, Daddy,” Claire repeatd. . A string of pearls around her neck and a pair of pearl earrings were the only items of jewellery. Black sheer hose, low-heeled black shoes and a pair of wrist length black gloves completed her outfit... “I look,” Fara had thought with satisfaction when she had looked at herself in the mirror after dressing, “a bit like a bitchier version of Audrey Hepburn.” Her mother would have said that Fara looked like a younger version of herself, which was just what Fara intended.She nodded to the guard to.