" I say, quietly. Tracy looks to me, not understanding. "You'll address me as Daddy. And you'll do as such every time you speak. Do you understand" Y-...es. Daddy! Yes daddy."The corner of my mouth curls upward in satisfaction."Do you want to be let go?" I ask."No." She replies, defeated.I ball my hand into a fist and punch her square on her left tit. The force of the blow swings her back into the wall, her restrained legs crashing into the cement."NO DADDY!" She screams in pain, realizing. As his lips touched her neck, his tongue tracing a line towards her ear, she was vaguely aware of the touch of denim. Her hand cupped the object of her erotic dreams these last few years. If she could see herself she would blush as her fingers searched urgently for the edge of his jeans. There she felt the heat from the tip of his manhood and her fingers curled around the shaft. In that moment she had lost herself, giving her body completely to the forbidden lust in which she found herself. ..Kelsey once told me, that every night she would have dreams about me and her making love. When she dreams about her sucking my cock, she would go down her shorts and start rubbing her pussy, she would breathe heavily but softly, she would take her shirt off and feel her tits, like if it were me carressing them and licking them. She would say, "Ademir, I want your cock in my pussy and my asshole I want it your cock in all my holes...I want it baby. I really do. Please fuck me baby." So she. It support the courage and I hardly know how HE slipped all the way into me . I clung around waist of my boyfriend , while HE was in step with the rhythms began to fuck me in the middle of the sea of ​​people . Floor boiled , and no one noticed what happened. Least my boyfriend who was completely engrossed in what was happening on stage.The feeling of a stranger who fucks you in the long drag while holding around your boyfriend , someone you do not know who is , someone you do not know how HE.