<strong>Name:</strong>Kismet Fourche<br/><strong>Specific Location:</strong>Bedroom<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://beautifulcrochetstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/195.jpg)<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Naughtiness afoot<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.frankdoorhof.com/site/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Jamie-Sanna-18-Mei-2011-0952.jpg)</div>He rolled on top of her and she felt relieved.  Relieved that this wasn't the thing that made him decide that everyone else was right, relieved that he was going to give her what she wanted, relieved that she was going to get the chance to show him he could be happy.  Yes, she felt relief...and pure unadulterated passion.<br/><br/>Groaning, she tilted her head, granting him more access to her neck.  She began breathing more shallow, gasping lightly as he began to knead her breasts.  Whimpering, she parted her thighs to his hand, coating it in her juices.  "Oh god Daddy," she moaned as her hips lifted of their own accord, trying to get more of his touch.  "Fuck," she gasped as he began sucking on her sensitive teats.  Her fingers buried in his hair as she held him to her breast, whimpering as she squirmed under him.