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Straighter Forward

While there were no shortage of guys whom had tried to ask her for her number, one man, in particular, managed to do so in the briefest conversation Milly could never expect. Although she was attached, she was in a relationship with a man who had a thing for such brazen behaviours, somewhat of a mild ‘cuckold’ fetish.

Just like every other nights when she shared her ‘encounters of the day’, this forty-year-old gentleman, seemed to be different from the other ‘boys’. From the way she recounted her short interaction with him, Jay, her boyfriend, could sense the slight excitement, beyond the disbelief, in her voice.

‘You know what he said? He said, I don’t want to know if you are attached, or even married. I would like you to be my sugar baby. Give me your number, I’ll give you the details, and you can decide. So I just gave him my number because I don’t know what to reply.’

To note, Jay, knew who he was too, for he was momentarily distracted by that particular customer he showed up at their workplace. If even he could not ‘ignore’ him charm, how could any other women seated around him resist stealing gazes at his muscular, well-groomed physique?

Upon showing Jay the texts, her own boyfriend was caught dumbfounded by the offer. It was, offensive, dismissive, degrading, yet straightforward, polite, and tantalising at the same time.

‘$500. You will accompany me for no more than three hours, between 7 to 10pm. I will not initiate any physical contact with you. Reply ‘yes’ and I will set up the activities, send ‘no’, and you will not hear from me again.’

As far as ‘creepy old men’ goes, there was not a hint from him – according to her. With such a modest offer, and some assurance of what could happen, there was little resistance for her to turn him down.

‘I’ll text him’ yes’ OK? You won’t get angry at me right?’

‘I won’t. From the way you talk about him, I think he feels safe, and you are confident you can protect yourself right?’, Jay replied with a emotional ‘pinch’, that resonated at both his heart, and his loin. For that amount of money, there was bound to be some risk, and it was her, who decided that the risk would be migitated by his words.

A day prior to the date that they were meeting, a parcel was delivered to her workplace, containing three pieces of clothing. A white, floral sundress, and a white, sporty tank top that was paired with the colour-matched, unlined tennis skirt.

On that very day, she was back home, by 10pm, in their room, with seven pieces of orange, one hundred dollar notes laid out for Jay to see first thing.

‘$700? How come?’, Jay just had to ask. She might have done the worst thing he could imagine, or she might just be that good of a companion. In any case, he knew he had to know, and was prepared to continue loving her no matter how that night went.

After taking a deep breath, she revealed a smile that put one as wide on his face, giving him some insights about the news that was about to hit his ears.

‘So, he came at 7pm sharp, to pick me up in his car. He drove a very normal car, nothing fancy. We went to a private gallery that his friends invited him to, but I just mostly followed him while he shook hands with the people there. It was a weird experience. He didn’t talk much to me there, and no one else spoke to anybody that was following behind the main person. Like if a lady was walking in front of a guy that was following her, people would only talk to the lady. So, since I was just following him, no one else spoke to me.

At around 8pm, we left the place and went to a restaurant that he told me had good steak, and we had dinner there. He just asked me about my life, how am I doing, what did I wanted to do when I was younger, about my family. For some reason, he never asked anything related to my status at all, whether I am single or attached.

After dinner, he drove me to where his house was, but he didn’t go straight home. We just sat in the car, opposite his house and continue chatting. Towards the last thirty minutes, he finally talked about the dress.. ‘

A pause then came, and Jay could feel the mood in the room changing, to an ambiguous one, that he didn’t know how to process.

‘And then?’, he probed.

‘Martin said that I looked sexy in it, and asked if I did what he texted me to do.’

‘What did he ask you to do?’, Jay asked.

‘He asked me not to wear any bra or panties under it.’

‘Did he touch you?’, Jay’s eyes widened as fear struck him.

‘No? But I.. touched him.. ‘

‘Where?’

‘He pushed his backrest down almost flat and just lie there after close his eyes and took his dick out. It was so comfortable and quiet and cold in the car, so I just wanted to get some warmth from his dick. After I held it, he got a little bit bigger so I began massaging him. His skin was a little dry, so I used some saliva. He started moaning, and I was turned on by his voice.

It felt so airy under the dress, and also cold, so I took his hand and put it at my legs. His fingers slowly went higher until he touched my pussy, and I don’t know why I just spread my legs for him. After he made me so horny, I wanted him to feel the same too so I sucked him.’

By then, Jay was as hard as his brain was hurting, for someone he loved so dearly to be pleasuring someone else she just met. He couldn’t tell if it was the money, or pure lust that freed her mind, but the pain was somehow addicting enough to let her keep talking.

‘A while later, all I can think of was his dick inside me.. So I climbed on his lap, and rode him. I kept telling him to tell me when he was about to shoot, but he just kept quiet. I was so worried, but my body won’t stop moving. I kept riding his dick and rubbed myself, until I felt giddy.

Then suddenly, he woke up and opened the glove box, and took out a condom. You taught me how to put it on before so I wore it for him, and.. continued riding him. I was tired already but his dick just felt so good. When I finally stopped moving, he thrust his dick upwards so fast and deep I just held onto the roof.

I think I got too loud because he opened his eyes a few minutes later to look around the car. He kept staring at my embarrassed face while I kept moaning. Then about three more minutes later, he stopped and let me fall back down on his dick.

He came into the condom inside me and smiled calmly at me after that. I got off him and he sent me home. I didn’t say anything to him on the way home. After he left, he sent me a text.’

‘What did he say?’

‘Tomorrow, in the other outfit. You will accompany me for no more than three hours, between 7 to 10pm.’

This time, there was no ‘yes’ or ‘no’. But the look in her eyes already told Jay – Y-E-S.

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Cum with Daddy

(Haley asked) ‘The stairs?’

‘Yupp.’

Turning into the stairwell like how we would every other day, Hayley was getting more comfortable being out and about without any underwear. And even more so lately, in just one of those oversized t-shirt most girls her age wore.

Going two floors up the stairs to the tiny ‘cubicle’ where the rooftop access door was, my little girl quickly settled on a step that positioned her face at my waist level. After tying her hair into a ponytail, she yanked my shorts under my balls and immediately took my growing manhood into her mouth, while she seamlessly put one of her hands to work in her clit.

(I asked) ‘Does this turn you on a lot?’

(She whispered) ‘Everytime I step out of the house with you daddy.. I’m already fantasising about this.’

Not wasting a second, she tucked my dick between her lips and pushed them halfway down, twirling her tongue around my tip as her soft moans vibrated along my shaft. Using her saliva as lubricant, more of my dick gradually disappeared into her face as she bobbed her head slowly, taking me deeper as her fingers found their way into her pussy.

Once I was drenched to the balls, she pulled most of my dick out of her mouth, leaving only the top quarter engulfed to stimulate just the head, and a little portion right under the hood where I was most sensitive at.

After spending a few minutes suspended in bliss from her dedicated, loving blowjob, I was as hard as a rock, and as sensitive a man could get getting sucked by a girl over half his age.

‘daddy.. I think he’s ready.’

‘he? Yes.. He’s my cute little dildo.. ‘

Once we were ready, she got back up on her feet and made a knot on her shirt, leaving her belly button, and everywhere else below exposed for my viewing. Bent over in standing-doggie, I was still taking in the sight of her fair and smooth complexion when she grabbed my dick from between her legs, to place the tip where it belonged, at her slit where I would split open with much honour.

(I whispered) ‘ready?’

‘always..’

Carefully, I inched my way in and was instantly greeted by her juices, lubricating my pipe as I filled her up. I could never seem to get my head around how little foreplay she needed, to get so wet and ready for me that I could just slip it all the way inside her.

With time ticking away, I held onto her waist firmly and began humping away, piercing her tight, shaved pussy over and over again as she groaned into her cupped hand over her mouth. The initial tightness, though a bit overbearing, soon made way for a more relaxed grip around my shaft, as I continued thrusting my hips into her bum at a controlled, more rhythmic pace.

(I asked) ‘are you extra horny today?’

‘Why daddy? Do I feel different?’

‘look under us. At our feet.’

True enough, she was ‘different’ that day, leaking more juices than she usually would onto the concrete floor between our shoes. When she saw that, her pussy tightened up even further, exposing her slight embrassment which I quickly countered with deeper, faster strokes.

(she replied) ‘yes.. Daddy.. I’m.. Thinking about something..’

(I asked) ‘what is it?’

‘i was thinking.. About you.. And mummy fucking in this position..’

‘And?’

‘I want to be mummy too..’

Somehow, her honesty got to my head really effectively and I lost a little control there and then. Something in me forced me to wrap one of my hands around her neck, and pulled her upright as I intensified my strokes, plunging further into her pussy as her vaginal walls shut around me.

(I asked concerned) ‘you’re jealous of mummy?’

‘no.. I just.. I just imagined you shooting inside me..’

‘huh? Don’t I always do?’

‘Yeah.. But.. But I’m already thinking about it before you do it daddy! Stop embarrassing me and cum already.’

Her cutesy, pouting face pushed any worry I had and we exchanged a kiss, before I nudged her back forward into our standing doggie – for my final performance.

Positioned in front of the steps, I replaced my grip on her waist and began fucking her as hard as I could, gleefully watching her body tremble to my every thrust. We just kept going wildly until our knees descended onto the ground, where I went into a squat behind her ass and resumed fucking her in that position.

For some reason, like her mum, she went into a frenzy of both wanting me to stop, and continue, at the same time. I too, was incredibly vulnerable at that angle and couldn’t last too long, for our own good.

(I exclaimed) ‘daddy’s cumming!’

I fell on my knees and executed my last few thrusts into her pussy, before unleashing my seeds into her plump, pinkish pussy. Out of curiosity, and playfulness, I didn’t give her any warning before yanking my dick out of her, resulting in a gasp, and a tiny squirt of cum coming out of her.

‘daddddddy!’

My obedient little girl then hastily shut her legs, stood up, and hunched over the railing to regain her composure.

(I asked) ‘What’s.. What’s this?’

‘Huh? To keep your cum inside me duh..’

After a short rest, we decided to take the stairs down, with multiple stops for her to ‘manage’ the cum leaking out of her, which really just meant smearing them over her thighs and letting it dry.

As for us, and mummy, let’s just say that the sex (mummy and daddy has) in the house, is the ‘live porn’ Hayley used to get herself off to, until we get out of the house for our share of ‘fun’.

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Trainwreck

(Milly whispered) ‘hey.. come in quick. don’t let anyone see you.’

‘Why? Afraid that you will get caught letting someone else besides your boyfriend into your room?’

(She sneered) ‘Duh..’

(I asked) ‘Where is he now? Still at work?’

‘Yupp. And.. he still has about 2 hours before he ends work.’

(I asked) ‘So what are we going to do now?’

Without saying a word more, Milly pushed me up against the wall and planted her lips on mine, forcing me to breathe through my nose as our tongues wrestled in each other’s mouth. As we made out, she worked her skilful fingers across my belt, and everything else she needed to get to my underwear.

After a brief massage to work me up even more, she freed my pent-up dick from my underwear and descended onto her knees, wasting no time to slide that unwashed, sweaty rod between her lips, sucking on it hungrily while I moaned, and struggled to take my backpack off. My jeans, they didn’t stay long on my hips either as she pulled them off my feet, until I was naked waist down.

To have a fuck buddy with such great oral-skills, I couldn’t resist placing one hand behind her head, to keep her mouth occupied for as long as she wasn’t tired. Once I had my fill, I gently nudged her head backwards to quickly wrapped both hands around her neck, forcefully lifting her up onto her feet once again.

More surprised than shock, Milly still had a smile on her face when I gave her a peck on her lips, but her delightful expression quickly turned into a confused one when I spun her around to bend her over the edge of the bed.

‘Spread your legs.’

She obeyed my command and the subsequent ones as she took my dick from under her pussy, using it to rub her clit while I set my phone to video-record.

(Milly asked) ‘What are you doing? What’s that?!’

Before she could physically react, I pushed her down onto the bed and angled myself just low enough to face that sweet pussy, glistening with juices from our forbidden ‘rendezvous’. Being stronger, I was able to hold her down easily as she struggled helplessly, up to the moment I penetrated that pinkish slit, and forced my dick into her wet, but no-longer-willing pussy.

(Milly whispered loudly) ‘Hey! Stop it! I don’t want it anymore! Get it out of me now! I’m warning you! Stop it!’

Ignoring her pleas, I began ramming my hips into her perky ass, splitting her reluctant vaginal walls apart over and over again as I gloat in her misery, first of betrayal (to her boyfriend), then of another betrayal (of me). In my mind, she had sunk as low as a person could get, and it would probably be best if I ‘stepped up’ and took ownership of a broken little girl, if she realised that there was no more turning back.

For as long as she had strength to resist, I pounded her unnaturally hard to remind her of her weakness, mixed with the pleasure she could get if she got together with me, instead of her boring, down-to-earth boyfriend who sometimes couldn’t even give it to her when she desired. I kept ramming my dick deep and hard into her until she gave in, and seemingly succumbed to my dominance.

Wasting no time, I flipped her onto her back, raised her feet over my shoulders, and replaced my hands onto her wrists before jamming my cock back in, for a frontal view of her ever-changing expression between ecstasy, irritable, regrettable, and immensely-pleasurable. There was no time for me to execute any other positions that didn’t risk her ‘escape’, so I pushed on in that final position, thrusting just my hips into that moaning little girl that no longer had any fight left in her.

(As I panted) ‘Baby.. I’m gonna cum.. And I’m gonna cum inside you.. Be ready.’

All of a sudden, her eyes widened and newfound-strength returned to her arms. Fidgeting uselessly in my strong grip, the pushing-motion she did with her thighs (still over my shoulders then), only caused me to fuck her deeper each time she ‘kicked’, rendering herself weaker sooner. You know, with a dick plunging deeper each time you try to deny it?

After half a minute or so, I felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins, far more than I needed to ram my dick far up her pussy, for the most thorough purge of cum I have ever felt. Waves after waves, spurts after spurts, the slight suction in her pussy had definitely worked in my favour as I instantly went soft the second I pulled out of her.

Since the deed was done, I had no more business in that room. I quickly got dressed, retrieved my phone and walked out on her with confidence, and leverage bigger than any power I had ever gotten. Needless to say, I didn’t wait too long to send her the video I had taken of us, in 4K and all.

(Milly texted) ‘So what do you want? For me to be your girlfriend? Or fuck buddy?’

(I replied) ‘For you to continue to be his girlfriend, my fuck buddy, and perhaps also help a few of my buddies? Hope you enjoyed the video.’

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It was, as though something had came over her the second Milly returned from her girls-night, obviously having drank beyond her limits with that bright, red blush under her shimmering makeup. Before I could get a word out of my mouth, she was already on her knees, tugging my boxers just far enough to expose my growing erection, and used her warm mouth to blow my mind right off.

Muddle-headed and intensely turned on, my eyes were glued on her boney shoulders, seamlessly linked to the sexy, slim body that was pleasing my manhood so passionately. From tip-to-base slurps, to ice cream licks up along my shaft, her balls-nibbling was what got me all groaning and begging. Between those heavenly strokes, her hands never left my balls, or dick, the entire time. When my mind could no longer keep up with the unending tingles she was causing, my back just went out and fell onto the bed, still twitching non-stop from her nimble fingers.

A flick of a switch later, she was on top of me in that seductive, oversized, white top, in the dark. Within seconds following that predation, I was panting under her grinding hips, fingers tightly clenched around her shifting waist.

That night, was a little different as she really hit me in the right spots. In that cowgirl, or rather, low doggy-style position, she was literally just slamming her groin onto mine, sinking that dick so deep inside of her. On top of that, she wasn’t as wet as she could be, and that little ‘friction’ really got to me.

(I groaned) ‘Baby? I’m gonna cum!’

At once, she bounced right off me and kneeled between my legs again, taking me right back to her hand-blowjob maneuver which kind of calmed me down at the same time as my senses returned.

‘Fuck.. Baby.. I’m really gonna cum now. Take it out and use your hands.. Please.. I’m cumming.. ‘

Right before I came, I stared downat my gorgeous little girl and saw the unmistakable, wet trails of tears down her face – at the same moment I puffed her cheeks up with my load. Still, after I was emptied in that sucking mouth, she didn’t let me out, and just kept licking me.

(I asked worried) ‘baby? Why are you crying? Does it taste bad? Go spit it out.’

Grabbing on to the dick that flopped out of her mouth, she sniffed and shook her head, all the while kissing my stumpy dick like it was her baby.

(In sniffles) ‘You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s me.. I.. let some guys touched me when I was very drunk.’

Immediately after, she slipped my dick back between her lips and went at it for a long while, until I was semi-hard. Just about then, she gave it a hard bite that forced me to shove her backwards before jumping out of bed.

(I asked angrily) ‘what did you do that for? Huh? You let other guys touched you and you want to hurt me even further? Huh?!’

Before I realise it, I had my fingers wrapped around the neck of my sobbing, guilt-filled lover, and likely have shaken her up a bit. As regretful as I felt, the pair of sorry eyes that were staring pitifully at me, was telling me to ‘not stop’.

Without missing a beat, I flung her face-down onto the bed and went to the dresser, for two soft, claw-shaped dildos I knew she never enjoyed. I then sat between her legs, held them open with mine, and in one stroke, I shoved the larger of them into her pussy, and held it firmly there until I lubricated the smaller one with my saliva.

Mercilessly, I poked the freshly-wet one into her ass and kept still until her struggles died down. Breathless as she was, I twisted the dildo in her ass to exhaust any resistance that was left in her.

(I snarled) ‘Cheat on me right? This is your punishment.’

Almost putting my full weight on her back, I began moving both dildos (that had O-rings for my fingers) in and out of her, draining every last bit of strength as she coped with the new sensations. Soon, the pleasure from her pussy was cancelling out the discomfort in her asshole, and my little girl started moaning erotically.

(She sobbed) ‘Daddy.. I like it.’

Fear, soon appeared on her face as my expression turned sour as soon as I heard that she was enjoying it, since she wasn’t supposed to. I yanked the toys out of her, dropped it in the sink, and bent her into doggy-style before jamming my dick into her unacceptably-wet pussy.

My hips then started thrusting ruthlessly as I was emotionless, giving her an eerie, blank stare as I pounded her pussy hard. In and out I went, loud slapping noises filling up our tiny bedroom to her confused look that was trying to read my mood.

As I was nearing my second orgasm of the night, I picked her chest up and hugged her tightly, feeling her warm back against me as I planted a light kiss on her neck.

(I whispered) ‘Daddy will never leave you, or blame you, or love you any less. I love you for you, not what you can do for me.’

I slid my dick out of her at the last moment and carefully spun her around, to take my dick into her face so I could feed her a second time. In the bliss of that ejaculation, my mind, and mood, was cleared of any grudges or anger, and even left me enough love to kiss that slippery, cute lips of her.

(I whispered) ‘I love you baby, always.’

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Third Surprise

(Her WhatsApp) ‘I’m coming home now. Just finished chilling with my sis-in-law. Don’t sleep first ok?’

Glad that she had spent such a meaningful day with little time to text me, I was wide awake and ready to hear how her day went. In my usual army admin tee and boxers, I laid peacefully in bed for the next fifteen minutes until her second text came.

(Her WhatsApp) ‘I’m in the lift now. I’m bringing someone along too. Open the door for me?’

I jumped out of bed upon reading that, with a little more than ten seconds to ‘tidy’ our room before the doorbell rang. Looking through the peephole, I was shocked by the taller guy standing behind her, than I was surprised to see her in an outfit she clearly didn’t leave house in, or would ever own.

With no other options, I opened the door to them and she stepped right in, looking all guilty but at the same time, not very apologetic, while donning a short, long-sleeved crop top, a black, pleated mini-skirt too short for her long legs, and her newest pair of white Adidas sneakers.

Just as I opened my mouth, she dived into my arms and kissed me while kicking her sneakers off, backing us up a step at a time (onto the guy) until she was sandwiched between us.

Somehow, the guy got the audacity to start feeling her up when we were ‘making out’, sliding his hands around her waist and rising under her top. Sensing no resistance from her, I quickly understood what she was up to, but still had tons of questions on my face.

Shortly after, she pushed forward onto me until I stumbled over the bed, in an upright sitting position that she leveraged on to pull my boxers off. In a flash, her mouth was all over my dick, tongue running up and down my extending shaft while I watched the other guy caressed her slim body like a hungry wolf.

(He panted aloud, in a deep voice) ‘James.’

‘Jasper.’

I sighed out of pleasure as her lips went around my tip, enveloping the rest of my shaft quickly enough to send a powerful chill up my spine. Before my very eyes, I saw her shifting her body around as he stripped her socks, and panties off, leaving her skirt untouched.

‘My turn to take something off too’, I thought to myself as I reached under her crop top, to find nothing there. In mere seconds, she was moaning to his ‘fidgeting’ behind her rear while her mouth was bobbing up and down along my manhood.

Before I knew it, she had turned her back onto me, flipped her skirt up, slid me inside of her, and pointed at the box of Okamoto above my head. I immediately understood her message and handed one to the guy, who put it on in the fastest manner he could.

The next thing I knew, she was going down on him with me inside her throbbing vagina, balls occasionally getting ‘poked’ by her fingers over her clit.

About five minutes later, she dismounted her ‘stallion’ and ushered me to lie at the pillows, where she continued sucking me off while the other guy positioned himself behind her, in doggy-style, to fill her other hole with dick.

Our eyes (hers and mine) were locked throughout the time he put his dick into her, and it took no more than a gasp for her to express his ‘success’. Following that, he began rocking his hips at her at an unhurried pace, driving her mouth at the same speed down my unsheathed dick.

(He whispered loudly) ‘fuck! you’re really tight!’

Of course, I’d know. It is one of the perks (or rather, downfall) of having such a hot, sexy girlfriend that no man, not even her own boyfriend, could last very long before losing control of our bodies to cum in her lovely, wet hole.

With his thrusts getting harder and faster each time, his groans, and ours, got louder as well. Since he started banging her, she had drenched my dick and balls in so much saliva that she could take all of me into her mouth, suspending me in a high, incoherent mood.

When he finally unleashed the series of forceful, deep strokes into her pussy, she switched her blowjob to a milder, shallow-sucking motion, that resembled a baby on a pacifier, possibly to silence her otherwise louder moans.

No more than two minutes later, his hips buckled and delivered three, defining thrusts into my baby girl. In blissful ‘defeat’, he fumbled backwards out of her and skipped into the bathroom for a wash up.

During which, my girl crawled into my arms and climbed over me, stuffed me into her swollen pussy, and just hugged me tightly.

(I whispered seductively) ‘Let me do the work now.’

I rolled us over and began soothing her spent vagina with my constant, in-out motion, as she automatically raised her legs for me. Holding her calves wide apart, I saw the adventurous, wild side of her fade away, into the faithful lover she has always been.

It was just passionate love-making from that point on and I felt no rush, nor any urgency to fulfil my own sexual agenda, since she was still glowing, and smitten by the guy before me.

While we were at it, the guy had put his clothes back on, and disrespectfully left a thin stack of fifty-dollars note on our dresser by the door before leaving. Unwanting to let him distract us, I gently fucked my girl until she grew too weary to keep her eyes opened any longer.

I picked up speed and used whatever juices she had secreted as fuel, to leave a large spread of nutritious, love-filled moisturiser on her belly. Immediately after, I ‘glued’ my belly onto hers and smothered her with kisses and nipple-sucking, until she dozed off for a second.

(I hinted) ‘Let’s shower before we sleep?’

Resisting her pleas to ‘shower later’, I dragged her into the bathroom where she then spent an unnecessary amount of time to ‘soap’ me up, and delivered another piece of news.

(She admitted as she stroked me) ‘Daddy? Will you be mad if I tell you that I am the one who charged him for the threesome?’

‘Huh? You mean you asked him for payment?’

(She answered) ‘Yeah. He was the one asking if he could bring me home tonight. And I said I can bring him home, if he is willing to share me with my boyfriend, and won’t be free.’

‘How much did you tell him to pay?’

‘I didn’t tell him any amount. He just said OK. So I just followed him into his car and gave him our address.’

At that point, I was dumbfounded, but mostly speechless. Combine that retheoric information with her apologetic look, and a busy hand that was still rubbing on my manhood, how could any man keep his calm, especially when I could pin her up against the cold tiles of the wall and fuck her mind out to ease my frustration.

For the entire duration of her nightly-skincare routine, she remained eerily quiet and only spoke when I climbed into the bed and held her in my arms. Without any suggestion, she slithered under the sheets and gave my dick another round of blowjob, executing her best moves so lovingly and dutifully, until she stopped mysteriously.

(In a muffled voice under the sheets) ‘Daddy? Am I allowed to do it again? Bring another guy home?’

(I answered in relief) ‘Yes. But please agree on an amount beforehand.’

That night, both of us managed to fall asleep at about the same time, halfway through the sideway-sex position.