Billionaire Daddy and Nanny 1(155)

I put down the can long enough to step up to where he was still sitting down. I took a hold of his shirt and I ripped it in a way that had his buttons flying everywhere. I’d always wanted to try that, but I was never confident enough to be that dominant.

“That was a very expensive shirt, but I have a closet full of them.” I tried to back away again, but this time he held me firmly around the waist and brought me down until I was grinding against him in a dirty and salacious dance for his pleasure. I made sure that he was raging strong and then I moved to release the prisoner from the cage.

I slapped the head of it and then I ran with a bit of sticky residue clinging to my fingers. I heard him in hot pursuit. I was in the shower with the water hitting my skin before he was behind me pressing his excitement against my trembling flesh.

“You always have an interesting way of lifting my spirits.” It was not only his spirits that I had lifted. It was the hardware between his legs that was showing that it was up to the challenge. “It has been a long day for the both of us and we need this relief.” He was a bad boy and his soapy fingers were causing my legs to buckle. I was grateful that he was there to hold me up.

“I don’t see that we have to let anything that Lillian does ruin our fun. I will say that she has been looking for me. She’s not looking for you because she knows exactly where you’re going to be in the next couple of days. I heard her talking to one of her advisers and she wasn’t very happy to learn that you were able to stop what she had put into place. She did say that if she couldn’t have your company that she would do the next best thing by ruining you financially.” I was not privy to the details and Susan in your unique position had decided to close the door before anything more was revealed.

“I know exactly what she’s going to do and we can talk about that later. Having a discussion about her is throwing cold water where you don’t want it.” I was pushing up against him and his meaty hot dog was nestled in my buns. It had lost a bit of its stiffness, but it didn’t stay that way for long.

It was soon replaced with his hot breath. I was bending with my hands on either side of the shower. I did feel him slither along the lips of my sex. The steam was making this into a wet dream come true. I positioned myself with my legs spread as far as I could make them go in this enclosed space. That didn’t stop him from pushing past the resistance over and over again.

“I thought that I was…that I was going to have to attack you. I have been a short fuse this whole week. I can’t stand to be without my man. It doesn’t hurt that you know exactly how to please me in just the right…WAY.” I slammed up against the glass with one hand and gripped the ledge of the window with the other. I could hear my fingernail scraping against it and then my mouth parted and delicious words of encouragement came spilling forth. “FUCK…FUCK…that’s it…you have it in me…DEEP.” It didn’t take more than a couple of minutes to give me a reason to beg for that unfurling flag between his legs.

It was a good thing that the window wasn’t open or the neighbors would’ve heard an interesting sound coming from a woman’s house that was old enough to be everybody’s grandmother.

He stayed connected to my body, pulling out with a wet pop and then sliding that same tongue up along the contours of my back. He reached my shoulder and nipped lightly. His cock entered in on long stroke that had me gasping with surprise.

I turned in his arms, releasing him from my sexual grip and seeing that he was covered in me. I dropped to my knees; grabbing him by the base and vibrating him with my fingers to see more of that stuff clinging to my fingertips. That dollop of cream was soon encased in my hot mouth. I let him feel the recess of my hot oral cavity. I was drawing him further in until he was balls deep.

“I think that I would walk 500 miles to be with you. I’ve never been able to think of anybody that even came close to you. When you set your mind to something there’s no stopping you. The way that your mouth feels is a little more than I deserve. It’s taking every effort not to stand here.” My mouth was currently sliding up and down the hot and slippery surface of his shaft.

I had him pressed up against the wall, his ass touching the tile and my head moving with the quickness of a cat. My tongue was playing with his libido, teasing him and bringing about these whimpers of delight that I found exceptionally satisfying. I kept stopping and holding him back. I was looking at the discoloration and knowing that he was going to go over the edge. There was no way that he could supply me with what I needed with that in the chamber. I had to release some of that burden and I had a feeling that he wasn’t going to object.