In daddy's office

Daddy's office stays off-limits. He says I'll only make a mess with his papers. This afternoon I slipped inside while he was gone. The heavy door clicked shut behind me. I pushed the papers aside and climbed onto his desk, skirt bunched at my waist. My fingers slid under the thin white cotton, found the heat already waiting there. I rubbed slow, then faster, breathing hard against the silence. The leather chair still smelled like his cologne. I pressed deeper, hips rocking, when the door opened again. Two women stood watching. One blonde, one brunette, both older, both smiling like they'd been expecting this. They crossed the room without a word. The blonde cupped my chin, kissed me while the brunette knelt between my legs and took over with her tongue. Soon they had me on my back across the desk. The brunette kept licking while the blonde eased two slick fingers into my ass, working me open until I was begging. Then they switched places, taking turns stretching both holes until I came so hard the papers scattered everywhere.