I had come when he commanded, tears still streaming down my face. When the cake arrived, I offered some to Daddy, but he only smiled and shook his hea...d. "Enjoy it, Baby girl," was all he said. The cake was rich and succulent. It melted in my mouth and as the caffeine hit my bloodstream, I felt a pleasing rush. I was very dismayed when I looked down at the last forkful. The rich cake was gone and although I knew I’d have to pay for it, I actually felt like I’d made the right choice. "Good?". I'll do anything, I have money.” He continued to plead, unaware of what was going on inside his body. The sensation he was feeling was too great for him to completely understand that his r****t was about to bless him with the most enjoyable orgasm a man can ever have from having his prostate milked. She smiled at him like a lioness coming in for the final killing blow. “Money? I'm not concerned with monetary gain, besides you are enjoying this fagot. You just don't understand what your body is. She let out a deep moan on the first thrust and pulled me in for a deep, passionate kiss. I slowly pumped away, going deeper every time. Justine was very vocal, moaning loader and loader as I fucked her deeply, I'd move in to suck on her nipples and she'd grab me by my lower back, pulling me even closer."You feel so good inside me. I want to ride you now."I moved to the head of the bed and she climbed on top of me, guiding my cock to her crotch. She got on her knees and I was being smothered. Tight around her legs also. Tight tee that shows off her size C tits and snug on her flat stomach. She always looks sexy. I could tell something was wrong. It looked like she had been crying and was clutching what looked like a picture in her hand. “What is it Sabrina? What’s wrong? Can I help?” I asked while sitting up on the edge of the bed. She toss what she was holding in her hand at me. Without saying a word. It was a picture Becky and I at the bar last night. Becky had gotten someone to.