“Daddy, I can’t take anymore, it hurts, please stop, please –“ I’m whining, crying. My stomach flips with excitement and I lie down on my belly, spreading our comforter out of the way . I feel his body weight on mine, the pleasure of his hard dick against me.
. ”
“And besides the waitress who else has to see the display? And why does it matter?”
“I don’t know if I’m ready to be that forward. The store was busy, as it always was for a weekend morning, but it was not crowded “Why don’t you get us a table or on the list and I’ll go park?” She nodded and got out of the car.
Show more ‘Swish – crack. I slowly turned and lifted the front of my short grey skirt as I began dabbing at my yellow piss soaked knickers then; carefully opening my legs wide enough so that he could see my crack which was clinging to the damp cotton gusset
. “What are you doing you dirty little girl?”
“Sir…Sir…I’m so sorry…I…I…”I whimpered as I tried to stand up but Skinner insisted that I remained bent over as the last drops of piss filled my wet cotton knickers
“Daddy, I can’t take anymore, it hurts, please stop, please –“ I’m whining, crying. My stomach flips with excitement and I lie down on my belly, spreading our comforter out of the way . I feel his body weight on mine, the pleasure of his hard dick against me.
. ”
“And besides the waitress who else has to see the display? And why does it matter?”
“I don’t know if I’m ready to be that forward. The store was busy, as it always was for a weekend morning, but it was not crowded “Why don’t you get us a table or on the list and I’ll go park?” She nodded and got out of the car.
Show more ‘Swish – crack. I slowly turned and lifted the front of my short grey skirt as I began dabbing at my yellow piss soaked knickers then; carefully opening my legs wide enough so that he could see my crack which was clinging to the damp cotton gusset
. “What are you doing you dirty little girl?”
“Sir…Sir…I’m so sorry…I…I…”I whimpered as I tried to stand up but Skinner insisted that I remained bent over as the last drops of piss filled my wet cotton knickers
“Daddy, I can’t take anymore, it hurts, please stop, please –“ I’m whining, crying. My stomach flips with excitement and I lie down on my belly, spreading our comforter out of the way . I feel his body weight on mine, the pleasure of his hard dick against me.
. ”
“And besides the waitress who else has to see the display? And why does it matter?”
“I don’t know if I’m ready to be that forward. The store was busy, as it always was for a weekend morning, but it was not crowded “Why don’t you get us a table or on the list and I’ll go park?” She nodded and got out of the car.
Show more ‘Swish – crack. I slowly turned and lifted the front of my short grey skirt as I began dabbing at my yellow piss soaked knickers then; carefully opening my legs wide enough so that he could see my crack which was clinging to the damp cotton gusset
. “What are you doing you dirty little girl?”
“Sir…Sir…I’m so sorry…I…I…”I whimpered as I tried to stand up but Skinner insisted that I remained bent over as the last drops of piss filled my wet cotton knickers
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