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Dirty Doubles- Tricia & Greed

Father Andros

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PLEASE USE THE “LOOK INSIDE” FEATURE FOR MORE DETAILSWhen Father Andros and Mistress F work together, the result is 10,000 words of young pretty girls being fiercely fucked in the most intense ways imaginable!!First, Father Andros is training aMorePLEASE USE THE “LOOK INSIDE” FEATURE FOR MORE DETAILSWhen Father Andros and Mistress F work together, the result is 10,000 words of young pretty girls being fiercely fucked in the most intense ways imaginable!!First, Father Andros is training a young slut, and using every hole she has. Next, before you even have time to get your breath, Tricia is submitting every hole she has- and loving every minute of it!!----------------------------------------------------------This book includes:Spankings by DaddyLesbian sexOral sexBDSMSexy romanceAnal sexBondages“50 Shades” style Role-play----------------------------------------------------------FROM THE BOOK GREED:Two hours later she found herself at my door. She was in a stunning red dress, so short that it seemed to cup the curves of her ass. Her lipstick was brilliant, complementing the outfit. Of course, it was only the dress and ruby-red shoes- No panties or bra were allowed.Come in, pet.“Yes sir.” She smiled nervously.We took a few minutes to get settled. I turned off my phone, and she used the restroom. I settled into my study, and turned on the fireplace. Then, I poured myself a drink and waited.I’ll say one thing for my girl- She knew her place. She walked over to where I sat, and knelt into the plush carpet.“Is this where you want me, Andros?” She put her arms behind her back. Her nipples pointed through the thin red silk.My heart was already beginning to pound.“It is, darling.” I leaned forward, and gave her a kiss on the forehead.I could already smell her. It was almost overpowering. I loved the way her scent reached into my primal brain. She was like a delicate thing before me, like a flower waiting to be picked and enjoyed.It was an animal sensation.Her body knew it as well. She knew she was here to be fucked, to be taken and ravished. As she knelt, I knew that she was getting wetter.A long moment passed, and then two.I took a long sip of my drink, my eyes never leaving her. Then I set the drink down. You look delicious. My voice was a low rumble.She blushed. Calliope loved it when I complimented her. Thank you, Father.Baby girl, why dont you come sit on my lap? I smiled. Why dont you come up here so we can talk?She stood, unable to meet my gaze. I could already smell her musk in the air, and knew that she could as well.Thats my good girl.She threw one leg over me, then the other. Sitting on my lap, she was staring straight into my sharp eyes. My gaze was like rivulets of fire.She brushed her black locks from her face. Is this what you want, Father? Her voice was a breathless whisper.It is. I reached between her legs, tracing my fingers along her wet thigh. She shivered.Youre awfully wet, baby girl. I chuckled darkly. Calliope was always so eager. It had only been an hour or so since the club, but she was already damp again.Yes, Father. She flicked her eyes up at me and bit her lip. I am wet for you.” My fingers danced at the edge of her slit and she whimpered. Ive missed you, Father.I can see that.