Pressing his tongue down, he began to suck her and tickle her nipple with his tongue. "Oh Robbie, that feels so fucking good," she purred, lifting her...knees higher. Rob stopped and looked at her sternly. "Call me Daddy, you little slut. You're my slut, so it's Daddy or Sir to you. Do you understand?" His tone was serious as he waited for her to respond. "Yes Sir, I'm sorry," she said in a small voice. He was her Daddy; only he could fuck her, and she had to obey him. Rob put the side of his. I sighed, surprised that I had actually been able to suppress the bad thoughts for a short while even though I knew that no one would be safe until my husband was caught. I looked down at my hands, sighed again and took another sip of coffee. Movements on the other side of the table made me look up to follow Sean’s hands as he quickly assembled a sandwich. I smiled as I watched him dig deep holes in the previously flat surface of the butter, and thought about Edward and his short list of bad. More

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