" You sigh as I walk back into the room." You sigh as I walk back into the room. Your cock springs to instant attention as you see me. I look so young -- the pony tail, the socks and high heels, the cheerleader skirt -- all create the illusion of a teenager, yet the body is that of a woman, willing and anxious to be fucked. But I look like a teenager, and it is obvious that I want to be fucked. It is a nice contrast which stirs your desires, and you are pleased. "Babyfuck, let me see your outfit. Turn around." From your position on the floor in front of the sofa, you can nearly see up my skirt. Your eyes travel from my heels up my thighs, taking in as much of my long legs as you can see. "Come a bit closer, Nicole, and stand before me. Let me look at you." I stand directly in front of you and twirl around. My skirt swings out slightly, and you catch a quick glimpse of my white panties and the wisps of blond hair framing the silky fabric. "Sit in that chair and drink your wine," you order, as you point out a chair directly across from you. "Relax, babyfuck, you will get what you want, AFTER you please daddy. |