Daddy At The Diner
Short story of 3869 words.
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All of the characters involved in the sexual situations in this story are 18 years or older. More
Turning slightly so he could reach her shoulders easier, Hannah closed her eyes and felt his hands grip her body, kneading the tight muscles in her shoulders.
'Ohhhhh that is so good! I don't think I will ever ask you to stop.'
She found herself leaning back towards him, pushing herself back against his hands as they worked their magic on her shoulders.
He could feel her start to relax and rest back against his hands, he loved the touch of her soft skin under his fingers, loved the heavenly scent of her perfume. He could feel his cock jerking, throbbing hard as he touched her.
He slid his hands up to her neck, softly massaging it and up to her head. She tilted her head back, resting against his hands.
Hannah couldn't remember what happened next, but one minute she was relishing the massage and the next she had twisted around and was kissing him deeply.
His hands reached forward, pulling her body against him, his mouth devouring her greedily. No words were spoken; they just held each other tight, their mouths locked together.
'Oh god, I want you so much Hannah.' Pete said as his hands roved over her body, cupping her full breasts and squeezing them through the cloth of her uniform. He could feel her nipples harden as she pressed her body against him.
Hannah felt like she couldn't breathe, her body had a mind of its own. All she knew was she wanted him, and she wanted him now.