Jude made a point to not tell her friends and associates. It wasn’t that she was ashamed of my profession, but she didn’t like the way it made peo...le behave. They acted differently when they knew what I did for a living. I knew Martinez would be coming by to interview him, so I used the time to do a little digging.“Well, do you remember our conversation at our party? How I had asked you to keep an eye out for anybody trying to seduce Jude?”“Yes, you asked me to spy on her for you,” he said with. I took her glass fom her hand and placed it on the floor. As i bent over she started caressing my tattoo on my lower back with her soft finger tips. i ran my hand slowly across her denim covered thighs. she started to kiss my neck running her tongue up and down firmly. i started to unbutton her jeans exposing her white lace thong. i could feel my insides churning wanting her more and more with every second. i slowly pulled her over the sofa so she was laying on her back as i slid her jeans. She took them and looked at them for a moment, pulled him toward her and spoke. “I want to feel those sculptor’s hands on my body,” she gasped. At first, he put his arms around her and went to kiss her on the lips, but she turned away, letting him kiss her neck instead. While he held her tightly, he slipped his hands under her red velvet mini dress, rubbing her thighs and exposing a glimpse of her white panties. I reached down and grabbed my cock through my pants. I was rock hard watching them. He leaned close to my other ear and whispered to me,"Tell Daddy you love being his little cock slut, and don't you dare disobey me right now boy." Daddy was loving this.I covered the receiver on my phone and whispered back to Daddy,"I love being your little cock slut Daddy!" It turned me on to say it.It turned Daddy on too as I could tell it wasn't going to take him long to cum. I quickly wrapped up to phone call, telling Erin I'd be on my way home soon. Just as I hung up, Daddy let out a loud.
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