“Does Daddy like what he sees? I am all yours, Daddy. This little girl belongs only to you, to be your wanton, craving, insatiable little fucktoy. I...love this shirt because it shows just what I am happy to be: Daddy's slutty little girl. Are you hard yet, Daddy? Because I am hoping that you pull that thick, fat cock out of your trousers and stroke it while I fuck myself for you.”With that, I slowly pull off the t shirt, tossing it to the foot of the bed before teasing the top of my demi-bra,. ”“Are you going to tell her that I licked your roaring erection all over?”“I will tell her that you had me in such a state of sexual excitement that I could not hold out any longer.“Especially when I wanted to suck and pleasure your man’s cock from the moment I walked in the door and he flaunted it for my benefit.“Your man is very exciting for me, I love the feel of the ridge under the head of his circumcised cock on my tongue.”I am lying on my back sideways across the bed with four pillows. I talked Jeremy into getting rid of that round table and chairs in his office and replacing it with a soft, plush leather couch and two comfortable easy chairs facing it across a glass coffee table. It made it much more comfortable when we had our frequent meetings to go over my trust. For some strange reason, we managed to always schedule our appointments around lunch or at quitting time. One afternoon I was just finishing up a grueling work out of floor exercises when I heard the doorbell. Her arousal was boiling over sending her whistling like the spout of a tea kettle. The heat between her legs and throughout her body was unrelenting. Her body was constantly screaming for relief that was not coming for the entirety of the trip home.Out of the car and up through the house, she tore into her bedroom a woman possessed with her burning carnal need. Her children had long been asleep in their rooms on the other side of her palatial suburban home. Daniel was passed out in their.