Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Megan bagged up their purchases and Tex thanked her for her help. He gave Abby’s purse back to her and carried the shopping bags out the door to the Hummer. When he closed the rear door and started up the passenger side to help Abby in, she stood in his way. He was prepared for an argument, but that wasn’t what he got. She stepped up to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. Then she grinned at him in that sassy way she had.
“Thanks. I heard about you,” she purred.
“Oh, yeah?” Tex asked, curious where this was going. “What’d you hear?’
She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. “That you were a really good Daddy. Take your girls shopping. Watch out for them on their dates.”
The corner of Tex’s mouth twitched up. Generally speaking, he didn’t do much roleplaying, not on the level of, say, Shooter and Slick, who Tex accidentally walked in on one time at the garage playing out one of their favorites: Boss and the Naughty Secretary. As far as Tex knew, Shooter hadn’t had any real interest in role play before he met his wife. He smiled as he thought about the things men would do for their women.
“Well, you heard right,” he told her. “Of course I take care of my girls. You see my ride,” he said, gesturing to the Hummer. “Would I have it if I wasn’t the best pimp in town?” He rubbed her hip, just above her ass. “Now, you’ve got your Daddy’s mark on you. And we bought everything you’re gonna need to look pretty for your dates. It’s time for me to test the merchandise.” He opened the back door and helped her inside, sliding in after her. He closed the door with a soft click and started unbuckling his belt. She moved closer to him and watched him pull out his semi-hard cock. All the rear windows had privacy glass, so no one could see in.
“Suck my cock, sugar.” He took hold of the back of her neck and pulled her down to his crotch. “Show me what a good job you can do.”
Abby slid her tongue over the sensitive underside of his cockhead, licking it like her favorite lollipop. Then she parted her lips and took him in. She suckled the head gently until he was fully erect. Not having access to his balls with her mouth, she slid her hand up the inside of his thigh and cupped his crotch.
She couldn’t take in the full length of him because they hadn’t worked on that yet, so she compensated by enthusiastically moving her mouth up and down over his shaft. She paused to lick the drops of pre-cum that had emerged from the slit. Satisfied that the head was once again clean, she went back to fucking his cock with her mouth.
Tex leaned back and closed his eyes. She gave great head now that he’d taught her how. He smiled remembering how her initial reluctance had turned to enthusiasm over the long weekend of training. It was great, but it wasn’t fantastic. He nearly groaned trying to restrain himself. He needed her. Soon.
He rubbed the back of her neck, allowing her to set the pace, not trusting himself to put forth too much effort. He felt his balls tighten and his hand tightened on her neck in response. He felt her draw in a deep breath and began rhythmically swallowing his cum. When the last drops squeezed out, she licked her lips and his cock thoroughly and looked up at him, sensually opening her mouth so he could see.
He brushed his fingers lightly along her cheek. “Daddy’s got a brand new girl,” he told her, approvingly. He fastened his jeans and his belt then pulled her close and kissed her. She reached for the door handle, but he stopped her.
“Oh no, pet. One good fantasy deserves another, don’t you think?”
She looked at him, eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean?”
He pulled her hand away from the door. “I mean, I’m done. But you’re not.” He twisted his body so he was leaning up against the door and pulled her onto his lap, her back pressed against him. He took his right hand and pushed the inside of her right thigh, causing her foot to move to the floor. “What are you doing?” she hissed.
He chuckled. “Relax. No one can hear you. You don’t need to whisper.” He pulled up the hem of her dress, revealing her panties. “Of course, if you scream like you sometimes do, we might have some ‘splaining to do. You’re not wearing a collar. So this will have suffice.” He slid his left hand around her throat, holding it gently. He could feel her pulse hammering away. “Now,” he announced. “I want your hand inside your panties.”