She is bewildered, Frankie never mentioned head, she knew he would give her some. Men always did, she has never had to ask for it, her husband is good...but god this man's tongue is like a dick on some men, a dick that can crawl and squirm in and out like nothing she has ever experienced. Her orgasm is building to an explosion that means she has to have cock now. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW! RIGHT NOW!" He rises to his knees and using the head of his cock he begins to paint her gash in a verticle. Betty, I’ll be blunt. If you want to keep your job, and your dad out of jail, you are going to fuck me. Do you understand?” I gulped. Fuck him? He was going to put his dick inside me? But what could I do? I thought to myself that I could just lay there and take it. I nodded.“Good. I’m glad you’re such a loving daughter. Your father is a lucky man.” I hated when he spoke about my dad. “Now Betty, when I say you are going to fuck me, I mean you are going to climb on top of me, and ride my cock. I let out a small cry like the yelp of a puppy. Kaamna smiled cheekily with her red mouth. I pinched her cheek and went back to kissing her face.Looking at her slightly overgrown pixie, I decided to give her a sexual haircut. Leading her to my room, I made her sit on the bathroom counter and took out my clipper. First, I went around the ears and nape. Then I lined up her long top hair along the jaw and held the section between two fingers.I ran a scissor through the chunk, cutting off almost. I wasn't going to be denied, though. I dropped to my knees in front of her. "I want to return the favor," I said, smiling."Please, no, you don't have to do that, Daddy," she said, pushing my hands away as I reached for the hem of her shirt."I want to, Brenda," I said. "I want to make you cum."Her resistance weakened. "I can't...can't let you," she said meekly.I pushed her hands away and pulled up her shirt. "It's okay," I told her. "You know I'd never hurt you." That's not it," she said,.