John didn't spank her hard just enough to let her know that he meant business. It must have hurt some as Michelle was crying by her final tenth slap. ...e sent her to her room telling her she was grounded from the horses and hanging with her friends for a week. Michelle ran to her room crying.“I hate you, John,” Michelle screamed as she did.John looked to me as he said, ”Sorry Kay but she had it coming.”I told John it was ok as I knew he was just teaching her to be respectful. I had told John she. Play with daddy's cock for him. You are suck a good baby girl."He stayed in her bed and kissed her and fondled her most of the night. He looked at her sweet titties and her pussy as he watched his finger play with her. He put a finger just a short ways in her cunt. "Do you like daddy's finger in that pussy hole?" She nodded that she did. Then he pushed it in just a short ways careful not to go too far. "When you like daddy's finger in that pussy, your pussy gets wet for daddy. It feels so nice. Also you'll be paying Mr. Smart for your apartment out of your earnings."There was a sharp knock on the door and Ramsay opened it to admit his partner, George Smart."This is Henrietta Jackson, George. What do you think of her?" Damn, that's really something. How old are you, girl?" I'm twenty." You sure don't look it. In that schoolgirl uniform you could pass for thirteen. We have clients that will pay plenty for an hour with you. Are you shaven? I mean is your pussy bald like a pre-teen's?"Uh. Well, there *was* a reason. Basically, I'm a slob, and she hated it so much that she'd either have to clean it up, or suffer. She refused to do either, so except for rare occasions when I got active and cleaned things up, we stayed at her house)."There's some stuff for you on the couch!" she called back, cheerily. Sounded cheerful to me, anyway. I felt warmed a little; she sometimes bought things for me, totally spur of the moment.I stopped cold when I saw what was on the couch, though. A pink.
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