wooden door.

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What Marshall is wearing 👆

( Marshall pov)

I walk up to the big wooden doors and knock.
The door opens.
" your finely here... Come on get inside" the tall stocky man said tacking the lead that's attached to my cooler and pulls me inside.
I put my bag down and turn to him. 
" You have 1 hours and 30 minutes. I'm all yours. " I say.
" good I want you to call me daddy" he said pulling he thro the house and in to a dawn stairs bedroom.
" yes daddy" I say mindlessly following him.
" good baby" he turns to me after shutting the door.
" pot that pacifier in your mouth baby and then we can have some fun" the man said.
I do as I'm told and put the pacifier in my mouth.
He wraps he's arms around my wast and kisses my neck .
He sucks and bits  at my neck painful.
"You like that baby" he ask forcing my hand on to He's hard dick.
I nod. trying not to think about.
" get on you knees. I want you to show me what that mouth of yours can do" he's said removing the pacifier from my lips.
I kneel down.
He slowly un-zips he's trousers telling them fall to the floor.
He pulls he's paints of and begins to stroke himself in front of my face.
I look up at him he smiles widely.
" open you mouth" he said gripping the back of my wig.
I open my mouth but keep eye contact.
I fill him slowly posh himself in to my mouth.
I try not to gag as it keeps going deeper.
he gowns as he starts face fucking me I try to keep eye contact white him as daddy said I must.
I fill he's balls hit my chin as he picks up speed I gag as tiers fill my eyes.
But I keep eye contact as he seems to like it.
" that's it baby yaaaah just like that ooow" he gowns as he thrusts faster pulling the lead.
I gag as he pushes all the way in and releases himself down my throat.
I gag as he slowly pulls out.
" that's a good boy.... Naw on to the bed" he gowns.
I stand up on my wobbly legs and get on to the bed.
He gets on top of me. " time for daddy to show you the real fun" he gowns in to me ear as he shoves the pacifier in to my mouth.
" just not move"

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