Billionaire Daddy and Nanny 1(156)

“I think you know exactly what is going to happen. I’m sure in some small way you’re looking down at me like I am a stranger. Maybe there is an appeal to being with the one that you care about and seeing my change of hair color and no makeup.” He looked beside himself and I was slowly manhandling his business, but not going far enough to make him blow his top.

“Now that you mention it, it does feel like I’m doing your twin sister.” I gave him the full effect of my mouth, as I put him through his paces like a thoroughbred about to run a marathon race. “Jesus, you have no idea how much I have missed this.” He was slapping at the tile and letting me perform an act of sweet release that he was never going to forget.

I was driving him out of his mind and knowing that the pressure was getting too much for him to bear. His balls were overflowing and I could tell from the size of them that they were about to unleash more than a drizzle.

I felt the first spurt as he bellowed from the top of his lungs and pressed on the back of my head to make me take all of him. He thrust with insistence. His seed was streaming with its essence over the surface of my tongue. I struggled, but I wasn’t going to let him have the satisfaction of making me feel that I wasn’t up to the task. He continued to fire off one shot after the other. I wasn’t sure that there was any end to the delicious nectar that was flowing freely.

I wasn’t letting him go. I stayed in this position so that I would be able to keep him in a constant state of readiness. I worked him through the climax and then I gave him his freedom by taking my lips off of his magnificent tool. It was slick with my spit and what he had given me. I stood up, wrapped my leg around his waist and reached down to give him a reason to take things to the next level.

“I can feel the heat and I want this in the worst way possible.” He showed me by lifting me and letting my legs curl around him like a boa constrictor. I’d been thinking about this for some time. Every time that we talked on the phone ended with my fingers not exactly subtle about their intentions. It was a pale comparison to what I was feeling nudging against me.

The resurgence of energy was giving his libido an electric charge of encouragement. He gave one lurch and half of him was now feeling the rippling evidence of my excitement.

“There’s no way that you’re going to get away with just giving me half of it.” I proved that to him by using my body to consume him down to where there was nothing left. He was grunting his approval and holding onto my ass with my body bouncing up and down for both of our sexual amusement and pleasure.

It was a bit frantic, but being away from him for this length of time had given us a reason to jump each other’s bones. I’m sure that Lillian was in the process of giving that young man a reason to smile. After she was done, she was going to send him back like a hound dog to be scolded by his fiancée. She would see right through him. The lipstick marks on his body that he didn’t know about was going to be his downfall. That had been the rumor that had been circulating and one that was spoken in hushed tones around the water cooler. This wasn’t the first time that she had left her mark.

Marshall had turned me around with my back against the tile and his healthy appendage diving in and out of my slippery hole. “Yes… don’t stop…keep going for as long as you can… YESSSS.” I felt my hold on reality slipping and then I fell forward into a free-floating abyss of pleasure. My legs trembled and my toes shot straight out with my nipples so hard that they could cut through glass.

“Not so fast…not without me…without…ahh…MEEEEEE.” He hammered hard and fast, smacking me off the wall repeatedly with my head banging back with no concern for a concussion. His knob exploded. It wasn’t as much as the first time, but I only wanted to feel him getting off. I wanted to hear him with exclamations of love and devotion pulled from his lips by the obvious affection that I had shown him.



“I don’t know what to tell you. I’ve gone over all of these files twice and there’s nothing here that pinpoints to any wrongdoing on her part, I thought that it was going to be easy pickings. She may be ruthless, but she’s doing everything above board.” I was sitting at the computer with a towel around me and tucked into my bosom. There were droplets of water still clinging to my skin and hair. I couldn’t get the idea that she could be innocent out of my head.

“Marshall, I know what you said and I had to see it for myself to believe it.” I’d gone over everything, hoping that an unbiased eye would see something that he missed. I’m not sure that he took offense by that, but I wasn’t going to take any chances without turning over every rock.