“Shh, baby. I know you need this. I’m just giving your pussy what it needs, baby girl,” I said breathlessly as I thrust against her pussy, lovin...g the feel of her slick lips against my aching cock. “Daddy, stop! You can’t do this!” Shay said, a sob escaping her as she moved her hands lower to try push my hips away from her.Grabbing her by the wrists, I pinned her down with her hands beside her head and rest my weight more fully on her squirming little body. I let out a groan as her struggles. I'd unzip the dress and let it fall off you. I push myself against your back, you can feel through your panties and my pants, I'm very hard. You reach back, rubbing my cock through my clothes before unzipping me and letting my pants drop. You grab my hips and pull me tight against you. I'm so turned on, rubbing my cock against your ass through our underwear while I kiss and bite your neck.I can't take anymore, I grab you from the wall and lead you into the bedroom. Once there I push you face. I could feel it coming off of her... the pain, the suffering, the humiliation. And then on top of that, I gasped in shock as I was suddenly watching the scene again. This time from another perspective. This time from HERS. From her eyes. Everything she experience... everything she thought... everything she felt. ALL of it was revealed to me. And though this was extremely disturbing, I pulled it back and looked at HIM. I stared at him... and then right into him. It was as if I could see his very. This or Miss That, but I was always Lucy. He didn't look at me when he asked today. Instead he just walked right by my desk, as if he was addressing it, instead of me. I just can't figure him out. Some days, he looks right at me with those dark green eyes and speaks, “Coffee Lucy.” I am always caught speechless, before finally answering, “Yes, of course Mr. Chambers.” I don't know if he finds it humorous or annoying. Some days, like today, he doesn't even acknowledge me. But it's no matter. He.