There was nothing to see.Back in my bed, I was unable to return to *****. The sheets were too stiff or cold. I pulled the blankets high and grew too h...t. I tried for my previous dreams. All the time I heard the neighbours' noise. It was clearer than from the bathroom.The bedroom had full height windows. Before winter they would need curtains but were presently bare. I would have turned on the light and read but felt embarrassed that the people would see I was awake and overhearing. "No, Dadddy, I won't!" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. My bottom was burning and it felt like every nerve ending was on fire as she continued to rain down blows."And if you want" SMACK, "to see a penis" SMACK, "are you going to ask" SMACK SMACK SMACK, "your classmates" SMACK "to show you" SMACK SMACK SMACK "theirs?" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACKI shook my head violently, "No, Daddy! I promise!"She finished off the spanking with a good thirty seconds of continuous SMACKs, then allowed me to. She felt the hot stretch and the urge to push while she struggled to relax and let him in. He growled and adjusted his stance, slowly pushing ever deeper.“You want it all, don’t you?” he growled.“Yes.”“Say it.”“I want all of that big cock in my ass,” she cried in a high-pitched voice.He wrapped his hands around her right leg, using it for leverage. Cheryl screamed as the rest of his cock vanished in her ass, and his balls tapped against her skin.“Ah, fuck yeah. Fuck yeah,” he said in a breathy. Andher pussy wetter. He was hot. His exquisite grey suit emphasised hisbroad shoulders and showed off his classic "man" shape, radiatingconfidence and control. He was handsome too, with a strong clean jawlineand penetrating eyes. But what really got her in a tizzy was herknowledge of who he was. He was the man at the top. The man with thepower. He had made her, was she not his to have? A part of her wasrebelling, telling her that she was being dominated and straining againstit, asserting its.