“Ow, you’re hurting me,” she said. “No, I think it’s best I teach you a lesson.”
Danni looked back and saw his pants fall to the ground. “You were supposed to be home four hours ago.”
“I’m sorry, daddy,” she said. She wanted to vomit. “How many times do we have to reshoot this, Max?” she asked as she stomped down the steps. “Oh, good girl,” he said. “H-hello, daddy,” Danni said. “Oh, you’re so good at this,” he said. “Everyone take a break. “You come visit me in my apartment tonight and I’ll call this scene a wrap.”
“And if I don’t?” she asked. What had she allowed to be done? “No! Danni halted on the stairs almost tripping over herself. In her father’s arms she looked tiny. “No, I think it’s best I teach you a lesson.”
Danni looked back and saw his pants fall to the ground. He inserted two fingers into her sopping wet pussy. Her ass stuck out of her booty shorts, exposed and pale. The floorboards seemed to squeak louder than usual. “What the – you tricked me.” The bulge in his trousers shrunk and disappeared like a sinking ship. Occasionally she felt the need to wretch, but instead saliva collected in her mouth.
