You’ve had it for weeks, been allowed to marvel at its size and wonder how it would ever fit in your bottom. xxx You know you’ve made a dreadful misstep, from which there is no recovery. With the plug in my hand, you draped over my knees, I stroke up your legs, grabbing and massaging your ass. You better not look back. I remember the first time you begged me not to do this, that you couldn’t bear it. “I suppose not, but there are no appeals, no second chances, and, tonight, you will not get your little pussy filled with Daddy’s cum.”
As I walk away, closing my pants and cinching my belts, you whimper.
