Daddy's Little Whore

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he flexed a pair of monochromatic glasses, and

ideas. But I stopped my reeling thoughts, red-hot anger washing ov

he shifted in his seat, repositioning

t contain my fury. “Is that my file

d to say but I wa

was willing to get down with me on the first day be my the

d I seem to h

s hands in surrender. “Hey…take a br

. “So you are like some sex therapi

stand was why he was posing as my therapist when we had done

an on my appointment list. If I had known it was you, I would definitely not ha

me to you and you decided

his curt

air. “When did you

ical stare. “Three

be sure you had actually never seen or heard of me

hot caramel puddle. My anger had instant

e you so please feel free around me, so that we

wanted to kiss it so badly. I should not feel like this, especially in the

yes had caught the movement, and they traveled up my legs to my face, causing my pussy to dri

a hold of yourself. You can do it. I im

t and clapped his hands

my eyes watching my fingers p

sted in a voice I found very sen

on his cleared table, with him pounding into me while h

ead and look

ve for you to answer as honestly and clearly as you can.”

odd

ou to use words

es

hy are you here,

ted to g

brow. “For w

e in my file,” I replied, sh

This is to make sure you really do want help. Be

nd answered, “My

do you

hrough the open buttons. “I want sex all

little. “Just anyone?” He choked out and when I nodded, his eyes blazed.

o get help?” He questio

nds, Natasha

nk they wanted

Natasha loves me, and

ught a solution you

ause I feel I a

ched as he did. Was he doing this on purpose? Torturing me from w

can be helped now?” H

me in as I stared into them

into my file, then he dropped the pe

onest with me on this one, al

his eyes never leaving mine. He stopped behind me and my

at itself here in his office? My core was humming i

the left side of my neck. I held onto the chair tightly as he t

breath close to my

era…How sensi