She was a fucking brat, that’s the bottom line. I had come back from the gym and told her that
She was a fucking brat, that’s the bottom line. I had come back from the gym and told her that I wanted her to clean my sweaty asshole before I got into the shower. Here’s what she said: “Ew”. Ew. I slapped her hard in the face twice and then knotted my fist in her hair. “I’ll show you fucking ew,” I said, “you ungrateful little pig.” I dragged her out of the apartment, down the stairs, and into the courtyard, where I manhandled her little checkered dress off of her body. She flared up red. “People will seeee,” she said, “dadddyy,” now trying to do damage control by being cute. It was too late though. I was annoyed. I told her that I’d give her her dress back after she had licked the sidewalk clean. Then I let her eat dirt for a while. I could tell she was getting hot because within a minute of starting to lick, she clasped her hands submissively behind her back. After another minute, I checked her cunt with my finger. Hot. Wet. I laughed and let her lick for two or three more minutes. “Ready to go back, you bratty fucking cunt?” I asked. “Yes daddy,” she said, now deep in her little baby subspace. I scooped her up and carried her back upstairs. She put her arms around my neck. When we got back to the apartment, I put her on the floor and sat on the couch in front of her. She pulled down my gym shorts, pushed my legs up, and started sweetly eating my sweaty ass. I jerked off, came on her face, took a shower, and got back to my day. -- source link
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