The teenaged girl passed out for a moment but as she regained consciousness, she was aware of the continuing movement of her pet's deeply buried penis... as it pulsed and pumped his hot gism into the flooded depths of her body. Looking again at the image in the mirror she got a perverse thrill. She was his bitch. And he was satisfying her, as she'd never been satisfied before. His haunches weren't moving now but it didn't matter. That wonderful, big cock-ball was filling her, stretching her, still. "Hi Rachel how was your day?" Boring Daddykins" she always called me that.We have had this conversation many times. "why dont you join the gym?" " Thats sooooo boring" " How about learning to play a musical instrument?" " Boring" Movies?" Boring" Why dont you find yourself a nice boyfriend?" Because guys of my age are so boring, juvenile, self obsessed, sport obsessed, car obsessed and only after one thing, besides, none of them are as handsome as you Daddykins".It was nice to know that I. However, I want you inside my pussy. “Do you like getting me so worked up, babydoll?” You ask, sitting back down, stroking your cock lightly. “Mmm, of course I do, babe. I have wanted you all day long. I wish you were here to please me,” I let out a low moaning whimper. The desperate need in my voice. “Someday I will be and I’ll do it every day for the rest of forever,” you promise me and I know you’re being honest. It causes me to moan out, trembling with excitement. You begin to stroke. ’ ‘Is that what you were lost in?’ She winked then gave her head a toss, sending her long red hair back over her shoulders a move that not only exposed the creamy skin of her neck, but revealed the dress was much lower cut than I’d first noticed. My eyes locked onto the smooth white skin of her chest then lowered to the considerable swelling of her breasts. ‘Wow, it looks better than in the pictures!’ She exclaimed and walked past me over to the table. I caught a scent of her perfume when she.