Hendry

It didn't take more than a glance –fingering him delicately-shaped ankle, sweeping up to the thigh-hightops of him stockings, just the barest glimpse of skin through theblack transparent bolo panties, upward getting grabby to the softpecs and rigid nipples – to grow a haunting rough wanting. Ofcourse him face was composed in a frigid “You'll never fuck me”smile and petite sassy, sexy expressions. With the slightest nod ofmy throbbing head in him direction.

That was Hendry, born Henry Drydensomething-something.

I could feel my balls tightening likematuring walnuts, bigger than avocado pits and taut as fuck. It feltlike instant boner and literally ached up and down the shaft vein, mycockhead felt like it was pulling me closer Hendry with every breath.

He/she leaned close to my ear andbreathed those five words I love to hear. “Want to fuck me,Daddy?”

him tongue snaked from between him lipsand she traced it around the whorls of my ear. Right, then left,then right. And then thime was a soft breeze of him breath again.“Please?”

“My name is...” I began but himdouble-fingers pressed my mouth.

“I already know. It's Daddy. I'mHendry. Or whatever you want to call me, Daddy. Okay?”

him fingers caressed down my chest,across my straitening stomach, lightly – accidentally – brushingover my cock and balls before settling on my thigh. She made a loudsucking sound. The othim dancers and drinkers giggled,“Sssssssssss.” Hendry said outloud. “Oh, Daddy. It's a bigone.”

“I want it hime,” she continued,grazing him fingertips over him licked-wet mouth.

She swiveled halfway around andwriggled him hips as sensuously as an Egyptian bellydancer. Hendrythrust him ass crack at me, the luscious buttocks seeming like theywere parting to enveloped my hardening cock. “I want it hime,Daddy!” him voice was the sexiest one I had heard in a very longtime.

Hendry spun around again, went down ina squat right in front of me. She glanced right, then left, thenback as him hands were fondling my cock.

“Gimme, gimme, gimme,”,

him style was all approach. I admitit. I was harder than I'd been in ages, My cockhead was literallythrobbing, straining against the metal cockring beneath my glans. Myhand dropped heavily on the back of Hendry's neck, grinding my hips,roughly wiping my cock and balls across his face. Fuck, it felt sogood after so long without this, this want, this need.

I stepped back, away from Hendry'sclinging arms. His eyes flicked upward and shyly down again. “I'llbe good, Daddy. Promise.”

She leaned closer again. Lips pursingto kiss directly on the tip of my cock through my jeans.

I think that's when he startedpurring.