" I told him, thrusting my hips at him."Ask." He said looking me in the eye. "Be a good little girl and ask Daddy to play with your pussy. This is my ...ame Keri, it's my rules." His voice softened and he added, "I won't hurt you, honey I just want too." He licked his lips, "Enjoy you!"His words sent a wave of heat through me and figuring there wasn't really anything that could make this more wrong, I whispered, "Daddy, please play with my pussy, it feels so good!" There you go!" he exclaimed and. “Rachel, you are in my realm now, and you are mine.” The words had an instant and deep effect on her, causing both fear and a strange sort of draw at the same time. She began to run, run along the plush padding beneath her. As she began to move more quickly, she figured out she must be in a haunted house of sorts. 'How odd that there seems to be no one her except me,' she thought. And…him. Whoever “him” was, her mind reacted, a chill running down her spine. Rachel went through three larger. My cock was still as hard as ever. I started making our way out of the water. With every step, I could see more and more of the beautiful body I was just inside. Her small brown nipples. Her tan, flat tummy. Her cleanly shaved pussy. Her cute painted toes at the end of her fit and lean legs. Neither of us were saying anything. She was busy catching her breath. I was busy keeping myself from toppling over as I walked us out of the water and over to our towels. We finally got to the towels and I. "Hello, Mr. Miles," came a deep voice from the speakers. "How was your trip?"Even if Darren hadn't just seen a picture of Steve Carstairs a day ago (extra background research on his part), the family resemblance between him and Kilmeny was quite striking. "Quite comfortable, Mr. Carstairs. Thank you for asking." After this, you're likely to see me only once or twice a year, when I stop by for holidays. I trust that you will find all things to your satisfaction during your tenure here. Please.