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"A friend just told me on facebook that she lost 16,000 dollars in her 401k last night due to the election."
She raised her head from her book. "Did she say how that worked? I don't get it. Oh! The stock market. Duh."
"Yes," I agreed, "the stock market dove."
Cheryl giggled as she replied, "I'm often a step behind, but sometimes I catch up. I need to go and look at some emails."
"Okay, you do that little one."
She rose up and stooped down. "Kisses to my darling."
"Pressing deep hugs dear one," I responded.
"How are you feeling after being out shopping? Tired or okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine. Just a little fatigued. Thanks for the love sweet pea. I'm looking forward to Friday and my next session. I should start feeling worse I would expect. That will be good if my cancer cells are beginning to be destroyed."
"Okay, now I get it." She smiled. "They can tell from a blood test? I hope it's doing a hell of a good job and you're just tolerating it extremely well. I adore you."
"Sure, I fully expect to do fine. I'll have some labs done before every procedure.Checking for kidney function, red cells, and white cells."
"Wonderful. And more wonderful. I understand more now. Kisses to you my master lover."
"Darling girl, I need the kisses. You know, I haven't had the TV on all day. I simply don't want to see what is happening in the world right now."
"I so agree with you. This is the time to busy yourself with anything but. They say the same things over and over and over and don't know anything."
"Fifty-three percent of white women voted for him," I wondered aloud.
"I don't trust any figures any more. All those percentage points said she was going to win, too. Seems a lot of people were laying low and voted for him in secret. I love you and I'm going to give you more kisses right now. Mmm... delightful. Tastes a little like apple."
"Yep, I finished the apple. Drinking some punch now."
"I do love you. When do you leave for rehearsal?"
"I'll fix dinner for both of us. I'll leave around seven or so," I replied.
"You make me feel so very special. And that means we're a matched set." She giggled.
"Yep. Salt and pepper. Toast and tea. Butter and scones." I grinned.
We had dinner shortly and then I left for rehearsal. I returned around 9:30.
"Hello sugar pea. Rehearsal was fun. The director is giving me a little more stuff to do. In a street scene, I'll be hawking scarves on a long pole. The longer I'm on stage the better."
"Absolutely," she agreed. "The more the better. Exciting with your sisters coming to see you.
"Yes, both sisters. Maybe a niece."
"How old is your niece?"
"She's about thirteen. She's into soccer. She was playing with a boys' league but I think she finally got into an all girls' league."
"That's the best, that she found a girls' team." Then she paused, looking at me with her hazel eyes. "I love you my sweet lovely Paul."
"Love my Cheryl girl. Now let's get ready for bed."
As both of us prepared for bed, I was mulling over our relationship. I often did. It was so important to me, and to her as well. This I knew. I need to give you more when I can little one, I thought to myself. I must have mumbled it aloud, though. She glanced quickly at me.
"Darling we have as much closeness as sex right now. I just need to feel you against me when I can. I love you so much," she assured me.
"It's always what I love hearing. Now let me hold you tighter sweets."
"Oh, this is wonderful, so warm and loving. You feel fantastic against me and I can smell you and I love you so much. You're a pure delight to me. I just love talking to you and holding you and feeling your heart beating next to mine. You're magnificent my darling. Just the best. You treat me so well. And I just have fun with you."
"We do seem to get one another. That's working well for us."
"You're such a magical daddy who's taken my heart and put it next to yours and it feels so delightful and right."
"That it does, baby girl. That's it. Come close while I hold you standing here. Pulling that butt up to me. Yep."
She giggled. "I love your hands on my bottom. Yep."
"I know you do," I chuckled, as I squeezed my baby's butt.
"You have such an evil chuckle. My daddy is wicked."
"I made a little girl wicked too, just for my own pleasure."
"You did make me wicked and who knew it could be so much fun! Wow!"
"It's always a thrill ride of discovery on the road to hell, baby girl. Whee!"
"Heck, feels to me we're going the other way." She held her arms around my neck, looking up at me. "Rising up in the clouds and enjoying what erotic sex can feel like."
"Oh.... you spoil all the naughty feelings little angel girl."
"Doesn't spoil a one for me. I shiver and shake with each naughty encounter. Yum. Yes."
"Good little bad girl, then. Tingle for daddy."
"What do you mean 'tingle for daddy'. I do that all the time. Same ole' same ole'."
"Don't get tired of tingling yet, sweets."
"Hell no, I won't get tired. Don't ever fear my darling wicked daddy. My darling dashing wicked daddy. I adore you."
"Then we're set, baby. Set for good."
"I love to give you tasty treats. All kinds of tasty treats. Mmmmm yes. I love the taste of your sweet kisses.
Oh, honey that was so nice that you got dinner ready. You're an incredible love."
"Cooking has been my job. I can still do it so far. I am feeling incredibly well. Just tire easily. But that's easily manageable. I've taken no pain medication for days," I assured her.
I went into the bathroom for a tablet to take before bed with some water.
"We need a dog around here. What do you think, Paul?"
"Oh, yeah, just what we need. Some little yapper about as dumb as stump water," I chuckled.
"Stump water! Oh so funny," she said with a laugh. " Next time I see the girls I can use that. But I'll probably get it wrong," she then giggled, "so I'll write it a hundred times so I don't forget."
"There's my little pupil." I smacked her on the butt in passing.
"Thank you, daddy. I try and listen and do what you say so I'll be your good little pupil."
"I know you do. Very good girl, except when she's bad. But we know how to handle that."
"Yes, daddy you do know how to handle that. But I'll always try to be good. Honestly. Really."
Smiling broadly I said, "I know... I know... little rascal."
"Daddy keeps such an eye on me that I just can't get away with anything." She stamped her bare foot.
"There's the Little One brat coming out. Always there waiting. Come here and get into my lap," I ordered, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Okay daddy. I'm sorry, really, really sorry... What do I do daddy?"
"You let Daddy hold you. And he will touch you. And you will not shiver or shake. But be still and let me do it until I release you. Hop up and lift the fringe of your nightie."
"Ooooo, daddy... Okay... " She perched herself on my lap and her hands went to the fringe of her pink nightie and raised it up. "I'll lift it up to where daddy? To my waist? Where daddy?"
"Up to your tummy. I want to see that little kitten you're hiding from me now."
"Are you going to run your hands up my thighs and under my nightie daddy? Are you daddy?"
"Quiet little slut. Let me do as I please and just hold on tight to my neck."
"Oh, daddy, you're saying things that make me tingly and you won't let me move or shake? Oh, daddy, yes daddy, yes, yes, yes." She held my neck now with her face buried and breathing hot, minty breaths into me cheek.
"Be good and maybe you'll be pleased. Maybe. That is up to daddy. I'm just touching the surface of your milky soft thighs now," I murmured as my fingertips glazed across her tender flesh.
"Mmm. Daddy, you won't let me open my thighs for you, daddy? Please, oh please, oh daddy."
I whispered to her, "You may spread your legs. But don't shake... don't do it," as I was touching her soft little baby hairs on her silky skin.
"Ohh. I want to moan daddy. So hot, hot, hot,"
"I see some wetness. Don't be bad!!" I was ever so slowly touching her lips now. "You can whimper in my ear. But no moving. I am in control little one."
"Yes, daddy. Oh daddy." She squeaked like a mouse, then whimpered. I was flicking her pink innie lips with my rough fingers, stroking slowly up and down.
"Don't move," I continued to order urgently.
"So hard not to move daddy. So hard. Oh, daddy."
"You cannot do anything... Just wait for it. Wait for it," I responded while continuing touching and creeping one little finger inside now.
"Ohhh...."
My rough, wet, sticky fingers were rubbing and rubbing and pinching now. Pinching that little button. My baby's little hidden button. "Don't move!"
"I'm gonna come already, daddy. Oh, yes, daddy, ohhh!"
Pressing upward now, inside her precious kitten. My little pussy.
"Fuck, yes. Fuck, yes. Come for your daddy. Come for me now little slut. Come for me," I cried out.
"It's driving me crazy. Oh, shit. Daddy. Daddy."
"Do it. Squirm little tramp. Squirm and take my fingers little one."
"This is the hottest thing I've ever done. Ever had done to me. Oh, shit. Oh, yes."
"Cry out. Scream daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy. Make me happy, daddy." Her body was twisting now as I held her tightly and used only my fingers. Only my fingers. "You're mine you little slut. My little tramp. You love your daddy. You love coming. Love coming for daddy."
"Daddy, deeper, deeper. Fuck me daddy. Omigod. Fuck, fuck, fuck." Her little cunny was wet and squirting all over us both now.
"Feel my long fingers? Feel them? Three fingers now fucking that baby pussy. You're taking it all. Keep yelling for more."
"Your whore, daddy. Your cunt. Your tramp. Omigod, do you fuck me."
"I knew you could do it my nasty naughty little whore for daddy."
"Daddy. More. Yes. Fuck it, daddy. Fuck it deep. Daddy. Daddy, fuck me. Fuck me. Oh shit, fuck, fuck fuck."
Soothingly I kept giving her what she needed. "So sweet, my little kitten. Taking it all."
Her legs were split wide and her mound moving up to take my fingers. Deep into her slut cunt. "Such a good little girl. You like it baby? You like this?" I leaned down and took her nipple between my teeth. Nipping it gently at first, and then harder. More harshly. Making it pink and red, and sucking it into my mouth.
I stopped and grinned at her pretty face, contorted with lust. "You're my little creamy girl. My little slut. My own perfect little slut."
Taking deep breaths. She was still crying out. "Never stopping. Never stopping. Oh, fuck. Coming for daddy."
"That's my girl. That's my girl."
"I love it so much. So much. Omigod. Oh, daddy. See how I drip and ooze. Oh shit. Coming over and over. Oh shit, yes."
"Always in there. Always in there. Always was a cum slut. You're my little cum slut."
"See, daddy? See, Paul? Oh, see how swollen and red and juicy my cunt is?" I was slowing down now. Gentler and softly stroking her pussy. "Omigod, you fuck me so good. Omigod. What a fucking mess. Do it to me. Use me," she continued begging. "You tear me completely up. Make me come like no one ever has. Or ever will. Omigod, you are such a wonderful lover and daddy."
"Relax now," I told her. "Relax. There, there. Slow down."
"Oh, yes. Oh, daddy. Oh daddy. Ohhh."
"Enough little one. You've had enough. Slow down. That's a good girl."
"Oh, daddy. My daddy, my precious daddy. My darling, my love, my daddy."
"There's my big girl. There's my Cherry girl. Kiss daddy now."
She lifted her head to receive my kisses. "Thank you daddy. I kiss my sweet darling daddy. My daddy who's so good to me. Thank you daddy."
I was happy. I held her closer. "Such a good girl she can be if she follows orders." I grinned.
"I love you so much, my Paul. My darling, my love, my dear sweet loving man. You are the very best. The best. The best. I do love you so much!"
I stroked her silky cheek, looking into her hazel eyes, and touched the soft wavelets around her face. "Well, glad we finally got all of that established." I placed my sticky fingers to her accepting lips and she began licking her own dampness from them.
"Yes, so sweet my cum juice daddy. Um. You are so magnificent."
I lifted her up and sat her on the bed. "I seem to have heard that before. Hmmmm..."
"Well, if you would stop being so wonderful you wouldn't have to hear it again."
I laughed out loud.
"You are magic. Heard that before, too, haven't you?"
"Ummm... yuh!"
"I know you've heard it a lot and I'm one of them. And the best one yet. No one fucks me and makes love to me like you do and you know it." She grabbed my neck with her soft arms again. "This is a nice kiss goodnight, darling one. My daddy, Paul. I've been thoroughly ravished and it feels wonderful."
"Good. You needed it. I love my baby." I picked her up and placed her on her side of the bed. Putting out the lamp beside the bed, I slipped in beside her.
She snuggled in, closer to my side. "Goodnight dearest one. Thank you for making me feel so special and wonderful. Goodnight darling."
"Goodnight precious little one."
She raised her head from her book. "Did she say how that worked? I don't get it. Oh! The stock market. Duh."
"Yes," I agreed, "the stock market dove."
Cheryl giggled as she replied, "I'm often a step behind, but sometimes I catch up. I need to go and look at some emails."
"Okay, you do that little one."
She rose up and stooped down. "Kisses to my darling."
"Pressing deep hugs dear one," I responded.
"How are you feeling after being out shopping? Tired or okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine. Just a little fatigued. Thanks for the love sweet pea. I'm looking forward to Friday and my next session. I should start feeling worse I would expect. That will be good if my cancer cells are beginning to be destroyed."
"Okay, now I get it." She smiled. "They can tell from a blood test? I hope it's doing a hell of a good job and you're just tolerating it extremely well. I adore you."
"Sure, I fully expect to do fine. I'll have some labs done before every procedure.Checking for kidney function, red cells, and white cells."
"Wonderful. And more wonderful. I understand more now. Kisses to you my master lover."
"Darling girl, I need the kisses. You know, I haven't had the TV on all day. I simply don't want to see what is happening in the world right now."
"I so agree with you. This is the time to busy yourself with anything but. They say the same things over and over and over and don't know anything."
"Fifty-three percent of white women voted for him," I wondered aloud.
"I don't trust any figures any more. All those percentage points said she was going to win, too. Seems a lot of people were laying low and voted for him in secret. I love you and I'm going to give you more kisses right now. Mmm... delightful. Tastes a little like apple."
"Yep, I finished the apple. Drinking some punch now."
"I do love you. When do you leave for rehearsal?"
"I'll fix dinner for both of us. I'll leave around seven or so," I replied.
"You make me feel so very special. And that means we're a matched set." She giggled.
"Yep. Salt and pepper. Toast and tea. Butter and scones." I grinned.
We had dinner shortly and then I left for rehearsal. I returned around 9:30.
"Hello sugar pea. Rehearsal was fun. The director is giving me a little more stuff to do. In a street scene, I'll be hawking scarves on a long pole. The longer I'm on stage the better."
"Absolutely," she agreed. "The more the better. Exciting with your sisters coming to see you.
"Yes, both sisters. Maybe a niece."
"How old is your niece?"
"She's about thirteen. She's into soccer. She was playing with a boys' league but I think she finally got into an all girls' league."
"That's the best, that she found a girls' team." Then she paused, looking at me with her hazel eyes. "I love you my sweet lovely Paul."
"Love my Cheryl girl. Now let's get ready for bed."
As both of us prepared for bed, I was mulling over our relationship. I often did. It was so important to me, and to her as well. This I knew. I need to give you more when I can little one, I thought to myself. I must have mumbled it aloud, though. She glanced quickly at me.
"Darling we have as much closeness as sex right now. I just need to feel you against me when I can. I love you so much," she assured me.
"It's always what I love hearing. Now let me hold you tighter sweets."
"Oh, this is wonderful, so warm and loving. You feel fantastic against me and I can smell you and I love you so much. You're a pure delight to me. I just love talking to you and holding you and feeling your heart beating next to mine. You're magnificent my darling. Just the best. You treat me so well. And I just have fun with you."
"We do seem to get one another. That's working well for us."
"You're such a magical daddy who's taken my heart and put it next to yours and it feels so delightful and right."
"That it does, baby girl. That's it. Come close while I hold you standing here. Pulling that butt up to me. Yep."
She giggled. "I love your hands on my bottom. Yep."
"I know you do," I chuckled, as I squeezed my baby's butt.
"You have such an evil chuckle. My daddy is wicked."
"I made a little girl wicked too, just for my own pleasure."
"You did make me wicked and who knew it could be so much fun! Wow!"
"It's always a thrill ride of discovery on the road to hell, baby girl. Whee!"
"Heck, feels to me we're going the other way." She held her arms around my neck, looking up at me. "Rising up in the clouds and enjoying what erotic sex can feel like."
"Oh.... you spoil all the naughty feelings little angel girl."
"Doesn't spoil a one for me. I shiver and shake with each naughty encounter. Yum. Yes."
"Good little bad girl, then. Tingle for daddy."
"What do you mean 'tingle for daddy'. I do that all the time. Same ole' same ole'."
"Don't get tired of tingling yet, sweets."
"Hell no, I won't get tired. Don't ever fear my darling wicked daddy. My darling dashing wicked daddy. I adore you."
"Then we're set, baby. Set for good."
"I love to give you tasty treats. All kinds of tasty treats. Mmmmm yes. I love the taste of your sweet kisses.
Oh, honey that was so nice that you got dinner ready. You're an incredible love."
"Cooking has been my job. I can still do it so far. I am feeling incredibly well. Just tire easily. But that's easily manageable. I've taken no pain medication for days," I assured her.
I went into the bathroom for a tablet to take before bed with some water.
"We need a dog around here. What do you think, Paul?"
"Oh, yeah, just what we need. Some little yapper about as dumb as stump water," I chuckled.
"Stump water! Oh so funny," she said with a laugh. " Next time I see the girls I can use that. But I'll probably get it wrong," she then giggled, "so I'll write it a hundred times so I don't forget."
"There's my little pupil." I smacked her on the butt in passing.
"Thank you, daddy. I try and listen and do what you say so I'll be your good little pupil."
"I know you do. Very good girl, except when she's bad. But we know how to handle that."
"Yes, daddy you do know how to handle that. But I'll always try to be good. Honestly. Really."
Smiling broadly I said, "I know... I know... little rascal."
"Daddy keeps such an eye on me that I just can't get away with anything." She stamped her bare foot.
"There's the Little One brat coming out. Always there waiting. Come here and get into my lap," I ordered, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Okay daddy. I'm sorry, really, really sorry... What do I do daddy?"
"You let Daddy hold you. And he will touch you. And you will not shiver or shake. But be still and let me do it until I release you. Hop up and lift the fringe of your nightie."
"Ooooo, daddy... Okay... " She perched herself on my lap and her hands went to the fringe of her pink nightie and raised it up. "I'll lift it up to where daddy? To my waist? Where daddy?"
"Up to your tummy. I want to see that little kitten you're hiding from me now."
"Are you going to run your hands up my thighs and under my nightie daddy? Are you daddy?"
"Quiet little slut. Let me do as I please and just hold on tight to my neck."
"Oh, daddy, you're saying things that make me tingly and you won't let me move or shake? Oh, daddy, yes daddy, yes, yes, yes." She held my neck now with her face buried and breathing hot, minty breaths into me cheek.
"Be good and maybe you'll be pleased. Maybe. That is up to daddy. I'm just touching the surface of your milky soft thighs now," I murmured as my fingertips glazed across her tender flesh.
"Mmm. Daddy, you won't let me open my thighs for you, daddy? Please, oh please, oh daddy."
I whispered to her, "You may spread your legs. But don't shake... don't do it," as I was touching her soft little baby hairs on her silky skin.
"Ohh. I want to moan daddy. So hot, hot, hot,"
"I see some wetness. Don't be bad!!" I was ever so slowly touching her lips now. "You can whimper in my ear. But no moving. I am in control little one."
"Yes, daddy. Oh daddy." She squeaked like a mouse, then whimpered. I was flicking her pink innie lips with my rough fingers, stroking slowly up and down.
"Don't move," I continued to order urgently.
"So hard not to move daddy. So hard. Oh, daddy."
"You cannot do anything... Just wait for it. Wait for it," I responded while continuing touching and creeping one little finger inside now.
"Ohhh...."
My rough, wet, sticky fingers were rubbing and rubbing and pinching now. Pinching that little button. My baby's little hidden button. "Don't move!"
"I'm gonna come already, daddy. Oh, yes, daddy, ohhh!"
Pressing upward now, inside her precious kitten. My little pussy.
"Fuck, yes. Fuck, yes. Come for your daddy. Come for me now little slut. Come for me," I cried out.
"It's driving me crazy. Oh, shit. Daddy. Daddy."
"Do it. Squirm little tramp. Squirm and take my fingers little one."
"This is the hottest thing I've ever done. Ever had done to me. Oh, shit. Oh, yes."
"Cry out. Scream daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy. Make me happy, daddy." Her body was twisting now as I held her tightly and used only my fingers. Only my fingers. "You're mine you little slut. My little tramp. You love your daddy. You love coming. Love coming for daddy."
"Daddy, deeper, deeper. Fuck me daddy. Omigod. Fuck, fuck, fuck." Her little cunny was wet and squirting all over us both now.
"Feel my long fingers? Feel them? Three fingers now fucking that baby pussy. You're taking it all. Keep yelling for more."
"Your whore, daddy. Your cunt. Your tramp. Omigod, do you fuck me."
"I knew you could do it my nasty naughty little whore for daddy."
"Daddy. More. Yes. Fuck it, daddy. Fuck it deep. Daddy. Daddy, fuck me. Fuck me. Oh shit, fuck, fuck fuck."
Soothingly I kept giving her what she needed. "So sweet, my little kitten. Taking it all."
Her legs were split wide and her mound moving up to take my fingers. Deep into her slut cunt. "Such a good little girl. You like it baby? You like this?" I leaned down and took her nipple between my teeth. Nipping it gently at first, and then harder. More harshly. Making it pink and red, and sucking it into my mouth.
I stopped and grinned at her pretty face, contorted with lust. "You're my little creamy girl. My little slut. My own perfect little slut."
Taking deep breaths. She was still crying out. "Never stopping. Never stopping. Oh, fuck. Coming for daddy."
"That's my girl. That's my girl."
"I love it so much. So much. Omigod. Oh, daddy. See how I drip and ooze. Oh shit. Coming over and over. Oh shit, yes."
"Always in there. Always in there. Always was a cum slut. You're my little cum slut."
"See, daddy? See, Paul? Oh, see how swollen and red and juicy my cunt is?" I was slowing down now. Gentler and softly stroking her pussy. "Omigod, you fuck me so good. Omigod. What a fucking mess. Do it to me. Use me," she continued begging. "You tear me completely up. Make me come like no one ever has. Or ever will. Omigod, you are such a wonderful lover and daddy."
"Relax now," I told her. "Relax. There, there. Slow down."
"Oh, yes. Oh, daddy. Oh daddy. Ohhh."
"Enough little one. You've had enough. Slow down. That's a good girl."
"Oh, daddy. My daddy, my precious daddy. My darling, my love, my daddy."
"There's my big girl. There's my Cherry girl. Kiss daddy now."
She lifted her head to receive my kisses. "Thank you daddy. I kiss my sweet darling daddy. My daddy who's so good to me. Thank you daddy."
I was happy. I held her closer. "Such a good girl she can be if she follows orders." I grinned.
"I love you so much, my Paul. My darling, my love, my dear sweet loving man. You are the very best. The best. The best. I do love you so much!"
I stroked her silky cheek, looking into her hazel eyes, and touched the soft wavelets around her face. "Well, glad we finally got all of that established." I placed my sticky fingers to her accepting lips and she began licking her own dampness from them.
"Yes, so sweet my cum juice daddy. Um. You are so magnificent."
I lifted her up and sat her on the bed. "I seem to have heard that before. Hmmmm..."
"Well, if you would stop being so wonderful you wouldn't have to hear it again."
I laughed out loud.
"You are magic. Heard that before, too, haven't you?"
"Ummm... yuh!"
"I know you've heard it a lot and I'm one of them. And the best one yet. No one fucks me and makes love to me like you do and you know it." She grabbed my neck with her soft arms again. "This is a nice kiss goodnight, darling one. My daddy, Paul. I've been thoroughly ravished and it feels wonderful."
"Good. You needed it. I love my baby." I picked her up and placed her on her side of the bed. Putting out the lamp beside the bed, I slipped in beside her.
She snuggled in, closer to my side. "Goodnight dearest one. Thank you for making me feel so special and wonderful. Goodnight darling."
"Goodnight precious little one."
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