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You lean forward and let his cock head pass back past your pussy lips. Biting your lip, you turn back around and look up into his eyes. He meets your gaze as you grab his dick and give it a squeeze. Leaning forward, you whisper in his ear, "I want it so bad. It's so hard to keep you out."

Pulling back, you see a dumbfounded smile on his face. After giving him a few more quick jerks, you angle his cock back into his pants and buckle them back up. He looks like he's going for the zipper when you shake your head and say, "No. I need that, and it's so much easier to get at this way. Just don't get really hard and nobody will know."

He nods and picks up a pack of light bulbs and starts walking over to the food section, the shopping cart covering his exposed fly. You skip ahead of him and stop him when you get to the clothing section. You grab several outfits that are way too small for you and skip over to Mr. Lockhart. Holding up the clothes, you say, "Can I try them on, please?" He nods and walks over to the dressing rooms with you. The staff member assigned to the clothing section, a young man engrossed in some handheld game, briefly looks up at you, sees the clothing in your arms, and gestures behind him.

You go to the door he pointed to and smile at your father, curling your finger to indicate he should follow. He gulps and walks past the attendant who either doesn't notice or doesn't care. Walking into the changing area, you see a small bench and a full-length mirror. Mr. Lockhart walks in behind you and you lock the door. He takes a seat on the bench as you put the clothing on a hook by the door.

You turn and look at him, a wicked smile on your face. Slowly, you take your top off. Giving it a little twirl, you fling it to his side. Placing your hands behind your back, you unhook your bra. Leaning down and angling your hands, you let gravity do its work, as your bra slides off, revealing your perky breasts and erect nipples.

Mr. Lockhart, in a daze, gawks at your tits as you kneel down between his legs. You slide your hand in his fly and pull his cock out. Placing it gently on your chest, you push your boobs together and slide down. You grab his hands and put them on your breasts. Looking up from the ground, you smirk and nod. Slowly, he moves his dick on your chest while pinching your nipples lightly. As you finger yourself, you feel a heat rising inside of you.

Gradually, his cock stiffens to full mast. Looking down, you give the top a kiss. You feel a hand on the back of your head and open wider, letting him stuff more of his rod into your mouth. Slowly, you begin to suck, soliciting a low moan from Mr. Lockhart.

You suck his dick slowly and stand up after 30 seconds. He looks at you puzzlingly as you wink and walk over to the clothes you brought in. Lowering your skirt while facing away from him, you try on a tanktop that can't reach to the bottom of your tits and a new skirt that covers only the top half of your ass and which leaves your damp pussy completely visible. Walking back over to him, you do a little spin in place, modeling the clothes. Looking down, you see that he is stroking his dick while he's looking at you. You give him a pouty look and grab a pair of jeans. Facing him, you take the skirt off and wipe your ass with it.

You are barely able to your legs into the jeans and, as you try to walk towards him while pulling them up, you fall over. He looks down at you stupidly as you wiggle around, trying to stand. Your legs are effectively bound at the knees by the pants, something Mr. Lockhart notices. Quietly standing up, he walks behind you and admires the view. Smiling to yourself, you wiggle around some more, shaking your ass at him. Suddenly, a warm and wet object presses against your asshole. Looking back, you see your father's face is buried in your rump, his tongue sliding up your butt. Within seconds, his fingers set to work on your clit.

You spread your ass cheeks apart to assist with deeper entry while he tongue fucks you. Quietly grunting, you feel your sensitive body reaching climax in no time. As you cum, you buck back into his face, cramming his tongue up your ass and pushing his finger into your pussy. Collapsing on the ground, you feel him pull his mouth from your ass and feel a substantial hardness between your butt cheeks. As you look back, you whisper "Not inside. Not yet."

Giving your butt a squeeze, you milk his pole with your ass cheeks. He gets the idea and starts hotdogging you, his balls lightly slapping your pussy. You push back and spread your asshole, enjoying the feeling of his cock as it slides over your anus. It appears as though your teasing has done its job as he rapidly picks up the pace. The previous light slap turns into a vigorous pounding as his heavy balls slam into you with need.

You arch back more and, on his pull back, realize you may have moved too much. You feel a sharp pain in your ass as he thrusts forward, burying 4 inches of his thickness into you. With a groan, you feel his shaft pulse as he dumps his load into you. Quickly, he pulls out, saying, "Sorry, honey!"

Not missing a beat, you quickly turn around and affix your lips to his cock, drinking what you can still get from him. After licking his cock clean, you put it back in his pants. Getting to your feet, you give him a kiss and step out of the pants. Squatting down on them, you let his jizz run out of your ass and then lick it up.

"I don't think I want these pants, Daddy. I'm sure it will loosen up once we put it through some wear, but that was just too tight for me," you say, putting your original clothes back on. You step out of the changing room and see the attendant still engrossed in his video game. Nodding to Mr. Lockhart, you gesture for him to leave first. You follow a few seconds later, flashing your ass to the boy as you pass and giving him a wink. He looks up at you, confused, as you skip off after your father.

"So, sweetie. What do you want for dinner tonight?" asks your father as he gets to the food section.

"I think I'll be having some sausage tonight, but extra spicy tacos would be good, too. I bet we could use the same excuse tomorrow that way and have even more fun. Mommy will have to believe it, though," you reply, giggling.

He nods and buys the taco supplies and extra hot sauce. As you pass the liquor aisle, you put a large bottle of vodka into the cart. He sighs and pats your head, but doesn't remove it from the pile of stuff. You check out and head to the car as you consider your next move.


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