You're doing wonderfully." And then his finger began to move. Slowly and deliberately he fucked me with one finger, pulling it out at such a delicious...pace and then plunging it back in. He knelt down, hitching one of my legs up above his shoulder, then continued the heavenly assault. Never going faster, just deeper each time. I squirmed above him, feeling exposed to this man, loving the cold air around my pussy.I felt him kneel closer to me, knowing he was watching my pussy closely as he slowly. Now here I was, trapped by him, and my own desires, into being the sissy fucktoy I'd only fantasized about being.. After what could have been an hour, I heard the clanging of the lock at the door, and I was horny again. I hoped that it wasn't someone else who worked here, I couldn't be caught like this. The door opened, and I heard, to my relief, the voice of my mystery Daddy. "Good Girl, Lexi, I don't think you made a peep while you were tucked away in here, did you?" "No Daddy.." "Well, it's. Her figure was 36-28-38. She saw me staring at her and I took off my eye contact.Late at night dinner has come and supplier asked for rs.120 and she gave a 500 rupee note for which he said he had no change. I asked her whether I can give change as I have it and she can return it in vizag. She said ok and had her lunch. Meanwhile I started chatting with her whereabouts and all.While talking I unknowingly was staring at her boobs and she caught me and asked what am I seeing. I said nothing. She. "She hung up and didn't pick up for the next two days.I figured Stef's flight from LA was late or that something had come up. That was until I found a pitcher of pineapple juice by the bed and a note."Charley, I'll be back up in a few minutes. Go ahead and have a drink, take your shower, then I expect you to be ready for me. Hugs and Kisses, Stef. p.s. Don't drink all the juice. I'm really thirsty tonight."Being a good boy, I did exactly as I was told, took my shower, brushed my hair, dried.