Reaching for the front clasp of her bra I free her firm slightly upturned breasts. Grabbing my shaft, she walks us to the bed her sexy ass moving with...her hips. Sandra playfully throws me on the bed my cock slapping against my flat stomach. She peels off her silk panties revealing a small patch of trimmed hair and a waxed cunt. Climbing on top of me she moves higher and higher up my body until her sweet sex is inches from my mouth. Grabbing the back of my head she pushes my face into her pussy. (This is not her usual BDSM fair, see stories number 384/5/6 and 395/6/7) It was the morning of the third day since returning from my second weekend with Jack, my now regular dominant pain partner, I had for the most part, avoided my two housemates, who had not so far known much of my needs with Jack, though they were curious, I had stayed mainly in my room, or wearing leggings and a hoodie to cover my marks, so`s not to inflame the situation, not knowing how they might react, though I knew. The hot, tart musk of my pussy filled my nose. He chuckled again. “Someone's excited.”He held up my panties. A dark spot soaked the material even darker. I blushed as he reached out and wiped my face clean. I smelled my pussy even stronger. I had the sudden urge to taste myself. I had always been curious, but chickened out licking the juicy crotch.Daddy pocketed the panties in his jeans and said, “Well, let's continue.”Daddy loved the rest of my outfits. He told me to wear the miniskirt and. I hold it there for a minute before pushing the rest of my meat straight in, right up to the balls. She cries out in pleasure and pain, I hold still, my meat embedded fully into her arse and my balls squished against her sopping pussy. After just a minute to allow her arse to get used of my cock I start to pump into her, long slows strokes, speeding up gradually.My flesh gliding into hers, my balls slapping wetly against her cunt.Then all of a sudden I hear " Well I say!" And there, right.