The Big Finish

[blackmesh]

You came waltzing through the front door, stopping in mid whistle to catch me legs stretched wide, your brother's pale little ass squeezing back and forth into me. "OH!" I gasped and stared right into your eyes. Panic. Would you scream? Kill him? Kill me? OH GOD! My orgasm falling steadily into terror. But instead of pulling out a gun or running in to pull him off me, you smirked and continued whistling, looking back down to the bills and ads in your hand. I waited. Poised there, Tommy's dick still hard halfway inside me. I don't think he really knew what was going on.... I was fixated on you. You tossed the bills onto the couch and walked slowly towards the kitchen. I started to whimper, confused on what my next move ought to be. What precisely does one do? Tommy was looking at me completely unaware and wondering why I'd stopped. You, my love, my Sir, my Dark, my everything.....staring at me with actual humor in your eyes. Taking off your jacket slowly, you simply said, "Don't stop on my account, kids. Keep it going." I tilted my head, reminicent of a terrier and Tommy leaned into my neck and bit me there hard. "OW! Dammit, Tommy!" He smiled then and pulled me roughly towards him. You took a seat at the table and lit up one of my smokes. "I said...keep fucking him, baby." You said very slowly and precisely. Wanting to please you, my body in fact denying my worry was ready to get fucked again. Ready to cum. Not taking my eyes off of you, I went back into a slow rythm with Tom. "That's a good girl." Tommy gasped. You, taking deep drags and stretching your feet out onto the opposite chair. I moaned and arched my back again. My mind racing. So lost. Tommy was close and drunk and getting weak. I clenched my pussy around him to hurry the process and FUCK there it was. FUCKING A! And he pulled out there cumming hard right into the kitchen sink. I panted and stared at him before letting the longest hardest laugh spill out from my swollan lips. Tommy sniffled and nodded to you, "She's all yours, chap. Wake me for breakfast." I was halfway laughing and halfway sobbing as this turned into an extremely hysterical moment for me. "Don't you worry, now, baby. I'll do ya right." You got up from the table and scooped me up into your arms, walking me first over to grab my shirt from the fan. I just grabbed onto your shoulders and didn't say a word.

After 3 hours of mindblowing, cunt aching, bone melting fucking I curled next to your sweaty body and whispered in your ear, "Why weren't you mad, Daddy?" Your only reply:

I AM.