cock
I groaned around my sliding my hand up my skirt to touch myself.
Beas the Man of the House
Having Daddy’s cock in my mouth always turned me on so much that I couldn’t wait..
After a moment I got into a rhythm, my throat getting used to Daddy’s girth stretching it, and I bobbed my head up and down, taking in every inch until my chin was brushing his balls.
I heard the door open.
I froze, Daddy’s cock still halfway in my mouth. Daddy’s hand tightened in my hair, pushing me back down, his intention obvious.
Be quiet. But don’t stop.
“Ellison!” The booming voice of Jim Silver, one of the senior partners of the firm rang out. “I wanted to check if you’d be free for a round of golf this afternoon. First decent day in ages so the partners are heading out a bit early to hit the links.”
Underneath my tongue, Daddy’s cock was leaking come already. The danger of being caught heightened everything. I kept the touches of my tongue feather light, my lips dragging up and down his length without the suction I usually used. Between my legs, my fingers had dipped inside my sodden panties to brush my aching clit.
“Sounds like an excellent plan, Jim,” Daddy replied, his voice tight. The strain of keeping his voice even as he got a blowjob would have been too much for most people, but Daddy seemed almost unflappable. Feeling mischievous, I sucked a bit harder and was rewarded with a slight catch in Daddy’s voice. “When’s the tee time?”
“Three o’clock. I’ll let Marie know to hold your calls on my way out.” I heard a few footsteps as Jim walked away but he paused at the door. I redoubled my efforts, sucking even harder until the taste of salt grew stronger. Daddy was seconds from coming.
“Glad you’re starting to relax a bit! You work too hard, Ellison.”
“Someone has to.” Daddy said, covering the tremble in his voice with a chuckle. “Close the door when you leave.”
I heard the click of the door shutting, and both of Daddy’s hands were in my hair, holding me still as his cock exploded in my mouth, coating my tongue with his salty come. I swallowed, my tongue continuing to milk him of every drop. When I lifted my head a few pearly drops of his come were clinging to my lips. I licked them away.
“Fuck, I haven’t come that hard in ages,” Daddy growled. He tucked his cock away and walked to the door, clicking the lock to secure the door and settling back in his chair.
“I didn’t really get to enjoy the show that first time,” Daddy said, his eyes going to where my hand was still hidden under my skirt. “Sit on the desk. Hike up your skirt and spread those pretty legs for me.” I complied, sitting on the desk in front of Daddy’s chair, my tight grey pencil. skirt bunched up around my waist.
Begs the Man of the House
Today I wore a pale pink thong, and the crotch of the fabric was already wet from my arousal. I paused, waiting for Daddy to tell me just what he wanted.
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