"Time for some diction, Barbie." I smiled. Diction was his little joke, something about a mix of words like 'dick standing to attention'. He though... it was funny so I would smile or giggle. Men love it when you giggle at their jokes, so I laugh when they do. It also meant that I was to get down under his desk and give him a blow job. Men also love blow jobs, so I give them at every opportunity. I always listen to Mr. Worthington when he tells me how to give good head, but I must be. What is for dinner?’ ‘Your favorite steak and fries.’ He smiled and his stomach growled, ‘Fantastic!’ She smiled indulgently, or at least that is what he thought she did, the mirror-like coating on them obscured her familiar features. She left the room to go to the grill and brought him back a platter of steak and fries, which looked like mirrors to him too. He was slowly getting sick of looking at himself as he cut the steak and put it in his mouth. Immediately it shattered into pieces and. Oh God, I've got to fuck you again." This time Daddy hammered me.'That's it, Daddy, fuck me as if I were a $10 dollar whore!"After he had filled me with what felt like a gallon of cum he suddenly whorepushed me down on my back, knelt between my wide spread legs, pushed his face into my pubic hair and began licking my cunt, sucking up the leaking cum. As he did I moaned, "Yes, Daddy, oooohh, eat me Daddy!" I used my hands to spread my cunt wide and he began to lick all that expanse of pink flesh. Jaise hi maine uss ki choot chatna shuru kiya woh bone lagi ….Aur jor seeeeeeeeeeeeee kutte aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh kha ja meri choot koooooooooo ummmmmmmmmmmm pee ja mera sara rus bahut aag lagi hai meri choot mien , bujha de iss ki aag mere raja aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh maaaaaaaaaa main mer jaaongi ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm rashid woh mere muh ko apni choot per dabaane lagi , main samajh gya ki yeh jhadne wali hai . Aur ek dum se ussne usska poora jism akad gya aur garam garam paani mere muh per fek.