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"I dunno, wait, I guess." said Zarina.
The solitary emergency light barely lit up the space around them. It was dim and the elevator was warm. Derrick loosened his tie and glanced at his daughter, reading the words on her shirt.
"Why do you were shirts like that?"
Zarina scowled at her father.
"'Cause I'm a whore, dad. I want all the guys to read my shirt and want to fuck my brains out."
she said sarcastically.
Derrick narrowed his eyes at her. He was a patient man, but only to a certain degree.
He was sexually frustrated and angry at being stuck in an elevator for who knows how long. His arm suddenly shot up and he grabbed his daughter by her pony tail.
"You know, I've had just about enough of that smart mouth of yours." he growled, pulling her head back and glaring into her eyes.
Zarina's mouth fell open slightly as she looked up at her dad. Derrick pushed her up against the opposite wall of the elevator, still holding her pony tail.
"Dad...!!"
Zarina looked fearfully into her fathers angry eyes.
"You dress like a little slut and then you make jokes about it to me?! How is that fair?!
I'm standing here with a monster of a hard on and you just couldn't care less, could you?!"
He yelled at her.
"Dad, I'm not..."
she swallowed hard.
"Shut up, you little slut!!" he leaned in closer to her.
"I think a little slut like you needs a good solid cock inside you, don't you?"
While Derrick held onto his daughter's pony tail with one hand, he undid his belt with is other hand.
"This will be better than anything that fuck up of a boyfriend could give you."
Zarina just shook her head in disbelief. She couldn't believe what her father was about to do.
She prayed the elevator would start up again and that he wouldn't touch her. But, she prayed in vain.
Derrick's pants fell to the ground, revealing his hard-on through his boxers.
He reached up underneath his daughter's skirt and pulled her panties down. A black thong. Just what he would have expected from his little slut of a daughter.
"Take them off!"
He ordered.
Zarina complied and removed her panties, pushing them away with her foot. Derrick reached his hand underneath his daughters skirt again, finding a smoothly shaved cunt.
"You shave your pussy for that fucker?" he yanked at her ponytail again. Derrick began to massage his fingers against his daughter's clit, finding that she was already dripping wet.
"You dirty little whore. You're already wet for me."
He shoved two of his fingers inside his daughter's awaiting cunt. Probing his fingers deep inside her, he heard a slight gasp from his daughter.
"You like it, don't you? Say it. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you right now."
Zarina couldn't believe this was happening to her. She knew her dad and mom fucked like rabbits...and did it more or less right in front of her, but she would never have expected for him to suddenly turn on her like this.
She had never thought about her dad in such a carnal way before. Seeing her dad's cock tenting his boxers was making her wet, though.
She hated the fact that she wondered what it would be like to feel it inside of her. Zarina and Marcus fucked each others brains out every chance they got, and sometimes even fucked other people. Zarina hated to admit the fact that she really was the whore her dad seemed to think she was.
Derrick tightened his grip on his daughter's pony tail. "Say it, bitch. You want my cock, don't you?"
Derrick pulled his cock out of his boxers, showing it to his daughter. He gripped her hair harder and smacked her face.
"Yes!!"
"Say 'Yes, Daddy', slut!!"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good girl."
He forced his daughter onto her knees and brought her sweet young mouth up to his mature cock.
"You're going to suck Daddy's cock now."
He held tight to her pony tail and forced her to take him into her mouth, moving her head back and forth.
Zarina looked up at her dad lustfully.
She still couldn't believe she and her dad were doing this. She had been with mature men before, but somehow the thought of fucking her dad had never entered the picture. The picture had widened.
To be continued...
"I dunno, wait, I guess." said Zarina.
The solitary emergency light barely lit up the space around them. It was dim and the elevator was warm. Derrick loosened his tie and glanced at his daughter, reading the words on her shirt.
"Why do you were shirts like that?"
Zarina scowled at her father.
"'Cause I'm a whore, dad. I want all the guys to read my shirt and want to fuck my brains out."
she said sarcastically.
Derrick narrowed his eyes at her. He was a patient man, but only to a certain degree.
He was sexually frustrated and angry at being stuck in an elevator for who knows how long. His arm suddenly shot up and he grabbed his daughter by her pony tail.
"You know, I've had just about enough of that smart mouth of yours." he growled, pulling her head back and glaring into her eyes.
Zarina's mouth fell open slightly as she looked up at her dad. Derrick pushed her up against the opposite wall of the elevator, still holding her pony tail.
"Dad...!!"
Zarina looked fearfully into her fathers angry eyes.
"You dress like a little slut and then you make jokes about it to me?! How is that fair?!
I'm standing here with a monster of a hard on and you just couldn't care less, could you?!"
He yelled at her.
"Dad, I'm not..."
she swallowed hard.
"Shut up, you little slut!!" he leaned in closer to her.
"I think a little slut like you needs a good solid cock inside you, don't you?"
While Derrick held onto his daughter's pony tail with one hand, he undid his belt with is other hand.
"This will be better than anything that fuck up of a boyfriend could give you."
Zarina just shook her head in disbelief. She couldn't believe what her father was about to do.
She prayed the elevator would start up again and that he wouldn't touch her. But, she prayed in vain.
Derrick's pants fell to the ground, revealing his hard-on through his boxers.
He reached up underneath his daughter's skirt and pulled her panties down. A black thong. Just what he would have expected from his little slut of a daughter.
"Take them off!"
He ordered.
Zarina complied and removed her panties, pushing them away with her foot. Derrick reached his hand underneath his daughters skirt again, finding a smoothly shaved cunt.
"You shave your pussy for that fucker?" he yanked at her ponytail again. Derrick began to massage his fingers against his daughter's clit, finding that she was already dripping wet.
"You dirty little whore. You're already wet for me."
He shoved two of his fingers inside his daughter's awaiting cunt. Probing his fingers deep inside her, he heard a slight gasp from his daughter.
"You like it, don't you? Say it. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you right now."
Zarina couldn't believe this was happening to her. She knew her dad and mom fucked like rabbits...and did it more or less right in front of her, but she would never have expected for him to suddenly turn on her like this.
She had never thought about her dad in such a carnal way before. Seeing her dad's cock tenting his boxers was making her wet, though.
She hated the fact that she wondered what it would be like to feel it inside of her. Zarina and Marcus fucked each others brains out every chance they got, and sometimes even fucked other people. Zarina hated to admit the fact that she really was the whore her dad seemed to think she was.
Derrick tightened his grip on his daughter's pony tail. "Say it, bitch. You want my cock, don't you?"
Derrick pulled his cock out of his boxers, showing it to his daughter. He gripped her hair harder and smacked her face.
"Yes!!"
"Say 'Yes, Daddy', slut!!"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good girl."
He forced his daughter onto her knees and brought her sweet young mouth up to his mature cock.
"You're going to suck Daddy's cock now."
He held tight to her pony tail and forced her to take him into her mouth, moving her head back and forth.
Zarina looked up at her dad lustfully.
She still couldn't believe she and her dad were doing this. She had been with mature men before, but somehow the thought of fucking her dad had never entered the picture. The picture had widened.
To be continued...
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