.”He shook his head and smiled patiently. “No . . . I want to hear you say it, Krissy. Tell me what you want.”“You already KNOW!”“That’s...right, I DO know, I’ve known from the moment I laid eyes on you. Now I want to hear you say it out loud for Me.”Her eyes darted about nervously for a moment before locking with His, then she spoke the words she was afraid to speak, and probably had been for her entire adult life.“Fuck me, Daddy.”He led her to the table and instructed her to hop on it. When she. Surely you will meet him at some point today, but you need to hear a few things first. His name is Teddy, he is a black man, and although he is nearly seven feet tall and three hundred pounds he is only fourteen years of age.” The three moms just looked at her.“I felt the same way when I came here from Detroit to check on my own daughter and found out he was dating them.” Pam said.“Them?” Francis asked.“Yes them, meaning my daughter and my granddaughter.” Pam said.“How did you handle that?”. Wearing thigh high black leather boots, a tiny black leather miniskirt, a tight boob-tube and a spiked collar, she was ready for her boyfriend to have at her. It was a nasty fantasy of hers, to have a guy use her like his own little whore and give her a throatjob she'd never forget. She'd tentatively asked her boyfriend, who'd happily accepted the challenge, already familiar with her deepthroating talents and relishing the idea to take it further and have full control over her, seemingly having. Janelle realized that it was a blanket, that she was in a bed in the darkness, and had a blanket over her. But the body felt different. Not different as Cutie's body had -- that was because they were only slightly different, but all the parts were more or less in the same places -- this was different because the body was much too tall, and the muscles too hard, and the penis was stiff. Her hand was stroking a hard penis that was attached between her legs. Her voice was deep, and it was moaning..