The other people here will help you adjust too, including those who work for the judge." Please," I begged, clinging tightly to her dirty mechanics ov...ralls, "I just want to go home." "I'm sorry, Brittany," she whispered sadly. "This is where you'll live now for the rest of your life." I laid my head against her dirty clothes and cried even harder. It wasn't fair, I hadn't hurt anyone. I was only trying to scare that lady, that's all. I had learned my lesson, I was sorry now. Why couldn't they. Each bag has a special note attached to it inviting the dad to come back later for his own special treat. I have no idea how many will actually show up, but I’m willing to bet it will be a lot. And those that don’t will still have a seed planted…one that I can continue to cultivate until I get my way. The doorbell rings, and I grab my whip as I hasten to the front door. Opening it wide, I’m greeted by two adorable princesses, three assorted superheroes, and a very attractive dad I recognize. I don't fuck around and tease him, I'm kneeling in front of him to get the job done, knowing we need to be quick, and that he needs release. He groans quietly, subtly thrusting his hips into my face, and I'm getting impossibly more horny by the second. "That's good, Chanel, don't stop," he encourages me, and his desperate tone makes me suck harder. I blink up at him through my lashes, stroking and sucking him, and he's shamelessly watching me with his mouth open. He's so fucking into it, it. It also gave my breasts their freedom. My breasts are not large, but I have always been proud of their shape and how firmly they stand up on their own. As I stroked them gently I could feel my nipples harden. I pulled eagerly at each nipple in turn. It is strange how the older I get the more sensual and sensitive my nipples become. One day I know that I will orgasm through them.Sitting in the warm office, naked from the waist up, I knew that I also wanted to feel the leather against my thighs..