.then He stepped closer and begantouching her body, every inch of it, smoothing, slapping, caressing,pinching, she felt like a slave on the auction bl...ck, the only thing Hedidn't do was check her teeth!...of course that was what she was, apotential slave, it was just a matter of determining if He wished to useher for Himself... He picked up a wide, black leather collar, "Lift up your hair" He asked,then fitted it around her neck, "Give me Your hand", when she did so, Hefitted the black. Woh bhi apna badla lene chahte muze jaldi zad wa ke.Lekin main itne jaldi jadne wali nai thi fir unhone bhi meri tarkib apnayi aur unhone jor meri gulabi gand ke hole ko chat lage,lib meri gand main ghusane lage.Jaise unki jib meri gand ko touch karte muze kuch kuch hone lagta.Fir unhone meri gand me do ungaliya dal kar use chauda kiya aur usme apni jib khusa di,Jaise jib udhar husi idhar main jad gayi aur meri chut me se pani behne laga.Woh sara pani unhone chat kar saf kar diya.Fir unka lund. They were moving according to my push. When I was coming down to kiss her pussy she stopped me again.Lana: noooMe: its okay miss. I told you that I’m not going to fuck you. Please don’t stop me.She thought it was of no use protesting now. If there was anything she might have done that in the beginning. Actually she wanted to see what will happen. But she didn’t expect this.She tried to hold her legs for sometime may be few secs and at last she loosened up herself. She relaxed her legs and body. " I said, looking into Daddy's eyes as he climbed back onto the bed, positioning himself beside me.It's always been my fantasy to be an older man's sissy slut, a submissive bottom who's only purpose is to serve my dominant daddy. And there I was, on my back, dressed like a whore and willing to do whatever these two older, dominant men wanted. My fantasy had become reality, and I was loving every filthy second of it."Are you telling the truth? Does Baby Girl want her Daddy to be nice?" He said.