Maine kaha ok last xam waale din jungle me chalenge, fir usne kaha yaar us din to mere ghar me bhi koi nhi hoga 9pm tak. Maine kaha to theek hai tumha...e ghar par. Fir maine agle din us se poocha ki kya tumhe poora pata hai sex kya hota hai. Usne kaha abhe joke kar re ho kya mujhe sab pata hai to maine kaha mujhe nahi pata mujhe samjha do na(lolz) usne kaha abhe ab thappad padega(mazak me kaha) maine kaha ok ok tumne kabhi sex kiya hai usne kaha nahi kiya hai, fir maine kaha to dekha hai usne. He then instructed me at the beginning at each of my breaks I was to go to the bathroom, edge but not cum. Send four pictures, clean my sobbing cunt with my fingers and mouth then resume my day. A while later I returned back to the bathroom to start to edge, I done my pictures and sent them then started to rub my clit furiously. I then stopped rubbing my clit and started fingering myself because Master told me to, I told him I was very embarrassed because it was making the wet noise and there. “Oh, Ann! Oh, honey, I can’t hold back!”Just then, Ann stood up and kissed me hungrily. “Stick it in me now, Daddy.” The break kept me from coming right then. I was able to raise the girl up and lower her onto my rock-hard dick, pre-lubed by her own saliva. “C’mon, Daddy. Give me what you want to give them!” she urged.We tumbled onto the couch, where she could spread wide and I could thrust hard into her luscious hole. She was small in my arms, but her beautiful titties bounced in front of me. Your mouth starts to water even more. You lean down and kiss me softly, but passionately, as you reach up to caress my stomach. “For someone who works with his hands, they are surprisingly soft,” I think to myself as our tongues dance. Your hands travel further up my dress and cup first my right, then my left breast through my bra. I feel more than hear your moan of pleasure, as it is drowned out by my own moaning. I reach up to caress your face as we kiss. I then let my hand wander.