Tie Me Up Daddy Read Online Cassandra Dee

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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
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“You can do what you like,” I said mildly. “But I can’t see a thing with those baggy sweats on.”

She nodded, biting her lip.

“I know, I just didn’t expect …” her voice trailed off.

“You didn’t expect to find a hidden studio in my office?” I asked, voice smooth. “You didn’t expect to dance for a man?”

She nodded shyly, picking at the edge of her sweater.

“If I had known, I would have worn something different.”

But I interrupted then.

“Baby trust me, I’ve seen everything,” I said in my best father-figure voice. “I’m forty-five, been on stage since I was fifteen. I’ve seen everything, and I mean everything,” I added with emphasis.

Laney nodded again, biting her lip before lifting her head and shooting me a quick glance. I thought she was gonna back off, making some excuse. But instead, those small fingers gripped the hem of her sweater, trembling a bit.

“Please don’t tell,” the girl whispered. “Please don’t tell.”

And in a flash, that sweater was off. My dick jerked in my pants, thank god my lower half was hidden behind my desk. Because oh shit, the female was luscious. The girl wore a pink leotard underneath, so sheer that it was like a body stocking, and those huge tits swung, heavy and full. My cock literally spurted then, unable to hold back. I had to get into her. I had to taste that luscious white flesh, suck those huge nipples into my mouth.

But Laney wasn’t done yet. Slowly, she tilted her hips and slid the track pants over those thighs, revealing meaty, luscious legs, sweet and curvy. The pants and sweater were tossed to the side, and as she bent over to put on ballet slippers, I realized why she’d been so embarrassed.

Because the girl wasn’t wearing panties. It’s fine, most professional ballerinas don’t wear panties, relying on their tights to shield them. But in this case, Laney wasn’t wearing tights either. The only thing she had on was that sheer pink leotard, and now a pair of matching ballet slippers.

And as she slid into a routine, my breath caught. Because whenever the girl bent over, whenever her legs spread in either a plié, jump or raise, I could see her cunt. I could see that pale white mound, the puffy flesh under that thin piece of fabric. Shit, if I looked hard I could even see her nub, that hard, tantalizing clit poking out insistently.

Because oh yeah, Laney was excited too. As she danced for me, her moves took on an intensity that shook us both. We gazed into each other’s eyes as she twirled, showing off those huge, jiggly breasts, the elegant, yet sensuous sway of her hips. And fuck, I wanted it. Fuck, fuck, fuck, she was so fucking tantalizing and tempting, I needed to sink my dick into that cunt fast.

And it was like Laney could read my mind. Smiling coyly, she lifted one leg high into the air, the toe almost pointed straight up at the ceiling. All ballerinas are flexible, it was like the girl was doing the splits with one foot on the floor.

But here, alone in this studio, it was different. Because dressed in that sheer pink leotard, the material at her cunt was stretched so tight that it went from being sheer to transparent. This time, I didn’t just see the outline of her puffy lips and the hard nub of that clit. I saw her hole, the tiny crevice that I was gonna fuck, where I was gonna taste and savor.

And like an answer to my dreams, it happened then. Ballet leotards are made for abuse, the manufacturers know that girls prance, stretch and wear these things down. But no material can handle Laney’s curves because frankly, most dancers don’t have wide hips and big Double Ds. So as her legs split wide, one toe pointing straight at the ceiling, the fabric gave out. That’s right, the sheer pink cotton tore right at the cunt, baring everything. The rip happened so fast that the material sprang up, flying over her boobs in the front and whipping over her ass in the back.

“Oh my god!” the brunette gasped, leg dropping down immediately, small hands trying to shield her private parts. “Oh my god!”

But it was too late because I was out from behind my desk in a flash, kneeling in front of her. And before that leg even hit the floor, I’d taken a deep lick of her wet, juicy snatch.

“Oh my … unnnnh!” came Laney’s wail. “Oh god!”

I chuckled in my chest, big hands coming up to grab her thighs.

“That’s right, kitten,” I rasped into her folds. “That’s right, you were dancing dirty to make Daddy’s dick jump, weren’t you? You were doing that on purpose.”

Laney didn’t answer at first, brown eyes wide at my bent head. Because I was busy licking that snatch and she quivered, unable to move.



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