Page 34 of Kylan

I looked at the screen, and there was Leon. His torso and smiling face, anyway.

“Oh, daddy,” I said. “I miss you.”

He grunted. “I miss you too, boy. Both of you. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there tonight.”

I sat up on my knees, resting on my haunches, wiggling a little because of the butt plug. I straightened out my skirt and smiled at the screen. “It’s okay. I know you’re very busy.”

“You’re doing schoolwork, I see?” he said.

I nodded. “Daddy’s watching over me.”

Marek smiled at me, keeping the screen on me for Leon. “Hm. He’s being a very good boy. He’s evenwearing a plug.” He held up the remote in front of the phone so Leon could see it on-screen. And then he pressed the button again, and I yelped out a moan, closing my eyes tight, trying to regain some composure. It wasn’t easy when I was on my haunches like this; the jolt of it almost drew me up to my knees.

“Oh, daddy,” I cried out.

“Fuck, boy,” Leon murmured on-screen.

The vibration stopped and I sagged back to my haunches, heavy with the exertion. “I wanted daddy to know he’s still my daddy, even if you’re not here. But he won’t fuck me while you’re not here. I promise.”

Leon smirked. “Hm. Why’s that, boy?”

“Because it’s not fair if you miss out, daddy,” I replied. I looked at Marek for reassurance, and he smiled. “I have two daddies, equally.”

Marek turned the phone around so Leon could see his face. “See? He’s loyal to you.”

“To both of you,” I corrected.

Marek’s eyes cut to mine, and he smiled. “I stand corrected. To both of us.”

I leapt up and crawled up Marek to lay my head on his chest. “I need both my daddies the same.”

Marek chuckled, his arm going around my shoulder. “I told you he was the very best,” Marek said.

Leon smiled. “I know he is. But if you want to play with him, Marek, my love, I could watch. Then no one misses out.”

Marek hummed out a moan, his hand going down tomy arse, giving the plug a jiggle. “He is wearing my favourite outfit.”

Leon grinned. “I noticed.”

“What do you think, boy?” Marek asked. I lifted my head so I could see his face. “Do you want to give daddy a show?”

I nodded, then looked at the phone screen. “If daddy says so.”

Leon was already unthreading his belt and unbuttoning his pants. “Fuck yes,” he said, his hand over his briefs, stroking his fat cock.

So I took the phone and set it on the coffee table, ensuring the best angle. I was getting good at that now. “Can you see me, daddy?”

“Yes, boy.”

Marek was back then with some lube, and he knelt me on the sofa and pulled my panties down to expose the plug.

Then he turned it on.

I shot up, arching my back, and Marek caught me, wrapping his arm around my chest and keeping me pressed against him. The shocks of the vibrator were firing through my bones, my veins.

I was trembling, almost crying. “Daddy, please.”

He switched it off and, not giving me a moment to recover, bent me over, slowly extracting the plug. “Look at this perfect gape,” Marek said, no doubt showing Leon on camera. “So fucking hot.”

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