Daddy didn’t laugh. My ass and hips felt fiery red and I kept longing to be held in Daddy’s strong, certain arms. The stripes stung and itched and...I felt sweat puddle behind my knees and in the small of my back, but Daddy continued even as my moans became punctuated with screams. “Who are you?” he asked as the blows slowed and each landed with a red ribbon of heat. “I’m your slut,” I wailed, happy and desperate. Another whistle, another blow. “Who are you?” Daddy demanded. “Oww….I’m your. Besides, he knows if he's not courteous, he won't be invited in after dinner.On the way to Outback, we talked about our day and what we'd been doing since the last time we saw each other. After the car went quiet, I decided to play a little game with him. I told him he couldn't take his hands off the steering wheel as I reached over with my left hand and found his cock through his slacks. I fondled his cock while he drove in silence the rest of the way.I suppose he was grateful that he had to. More

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