Page 22 of Bishop

It had been a while and I couldn’t take it as the sheet became bunched up in my hands.

I threw my head back and squeezed my eyes so hard I began to see stars. Moans of pleasure escaped from me.

“Zah…Zane. Yes…there, right there…”

My high school bully was between my legs and the onslaught he was bringing to my body was incredible. Eventually he peeked up, his eyes meeting my own as he fucked me with his tongue.

All my will power had left my body.

He eased up my body, and dropped a kiss on my mouth. “Get on all fours for me, right now!”

His tone came out in the most guttural manner and the only thing I could do was obey.

Before I knew it, I whimpered “Yes Daddy”.

His eyes lowered the moment it came out of my mouth. “That’s right Little Gem, I’m your daddy now. Now do what I told you.”

Immediately, I found myself on all four, waiting for his next command. He wasted no time and moved in close, his breath on my back sending a chill down my spine.

Roughly, he grabbed my hips before pushing into me from behind. It was inch by inch until I felt like a balloon about to pop. Before he slid out, he groaned.

“So tight, Stank,” his voice was barely a whisper.

Our moans began to intertwine with each other creating some sort of melody only the two of us could understand. Sweat began to lick my body, as my juices ran down my legs.

“Harder,” I moaned. “Please, harder…”

His breaths began to quicken as he obliged my request. His bed squeaked from his hard movements as he pushed into me harder and harder.

“I’m so close…” I moaned.

“That’s it, Emmy, I want you to find your peak,” Zane eased down over me and whispered into my ear. “Then I want you to come for Daddy.”

That did it.

Blinding white, hot light flashed behind my eyes as my orgasm tore loose from my body. My pussy began to pulse and grip at every single inch of Zane’s dick.

A huge loud groan tore loose from him as his thrust became a little more erratic and he hit more and more tender spots inside of me. His own orgasm hit.

“Fuck, Emmy…”

I could feel his cum spewing inside of me, hot and warm.

Slowly I pulled away from him and turned to look back as his face revealed pleasure.

“We’re not done,” he whispered.

His words sent a thrill down my back and I could feel my eyes getting wide.

“What?”

He grinned and rolled over onto his back. “Sit on my face, Stank.”

“Zane, you’re gonna stop calling me that,” I covered my face.

“Emmy, sit on my face now, I want to suck my nut out of you…”

Disbelief had me looking at him crazy. The man was absolutely mental, but he was sitting there waiting. This was such a nasty thing I was about to do, but I did it.

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