” I opened my mouth as our lips met. I let out a deep moan in my throat. This wasn’t a father-daughter kiss, this was a lovers’ kiss, and I want...ed it so much. His mouth was open too, and our tongues were sliding over each other. My hands clasped him to me. For a second, daddy pulled away and was about to say something, but I put my finger on his lips. I didn’t want him to say anything, apologise, or ask if it was ok or anything like that. I just wanted him to carry on. He was kneeling beside me. “Where did you get this?” I asked. “Don’t you worry about it, it’s just for us,” she answered with a devilish little grin on her face. “We can’t drink this Mel, what if your parents come home and catch us?” I asked. “That’s the other part of my surprise Michelle,” she answered, “They’re not coming home, they went out of town for the weekend, so it’s just us!” I couldn’t help but smile, I had Mel all to myself for the whole weekend! “I’m going to go get some glasses, make yourself comfortable. .maybe just an inch...perhaps two...not trying to fuck you, not trying to stroke into you...just letting your pucker reverse it's stretch. my fingers still clamped into your flesh, my thumbs hauling your butt so wide apart you wonder if the crease of your arse might not be tearing (too?... we'll see...) and now i start rocking my hips... slowly....just back and forth and inch or two....not even fucking you, per se....your cunt is dripping...you don't even get the sense that i using you for a. This wasn’t feeling as good for her as it had at first and she felt him let go with one hand, lean down over her and smack her butt really hard. She cried out, but all that came out was a muffled “Mmmph,” through her nose. It had taken all her years of self-control not to automatically bite hard on a cock, but she had learned the hard way that some clients liked to lash out if they found themselves in a position where she had to dish out one of her ‘oral masterclasses.’ She shuddered, as she.