Teenage girl makes a new Daddy out of her teacher

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“Gee, thanks,” Mia replied sarcastically with a laugh. “I’m just getting everything ready so that when Terra comes she can’t say we live like animals.”

“Well, damn. You thought of everything.”

“I’m not stupid. I just have shit grades,” Mia laughed.

“If you say so,” Jordan whispered, stroking Mia’s hair.

As stressful as his day was, it all seemed to vanish in that instant. It was a seemingly magic effect Mia had. If his mind were a ball of frigid snow, Mia’s voice, smell, touch, and smile would melt it into a puddle; hell, it’d probably evaporate altogether. Mia stood up to finish up her cooking, but Jordan didn’t seem to agree. He pulled her back down onto his lap with a commanding force. Mia gasped, feeling Jordan’s warm breath rush through her hair once more. She knew that trying to get up again would be pointless.

“Daddy, it’s gonna burn I need to…”

“I’m burning, too,” Jordan teased, running his hands down to the trim of Mia’s dress.

“Hey… Hey, wait. Let me just clean up first! Mmm,” Mia pleaded. Her resistance began to melt when she felt Jordan’s fingers sink into her thighs. “Mmm. But really. I need to go get dinner ready. I don’t want it to burn. It needs me.”

“I need you,” Jordan whispered, biting and pulling a portion of Mia’s hair.

“You’re convincing, I’ll give you that,” Mia laughed, removing Jordan’s hands from her dress. She wasn’t trying to stop him, she wanted to do it herself. She wiggled as she sat, pulling up the rest of her dress to her waist. “I’ll save you the trouble.”

“Good girl,” Jordan laughed. “I’m guessing you’d want a reward?”

“You know I love those.”

“Well, I’m gonna make you work for it this time.”

“Hold up. So, you got me like this and you aren’t even going to take responsibility? That’s so not fair!” Mia laughed, pounding her fist again Jordan’s thigh.

“Well, I can give you a choice,” Jordan said, lifting Mia from his lap. He reached down, buttoned his grey pants and slithered out one of Mia’s favorite tools. He sat her back down and cradled the shaft between her soft buns. “Either you go take of dinner, or you can take care of me.”

“That’s not fair,” Mia repeated. She had to choose between two different meals, one that could spoil after a few hours and one that she had access to almost any time she wanted. You can guess which one she picked. “Fine, I’ll take care of you,” she whispered, pushing the bottom fabric of her white lace panties to the side. “You’re lucky I love you so much. So just relax, and let me do all the work, okay?”

“Then get to work,” Jordan whispered. He spanked Mia’s ass and cupped a handful of it tightly; a gesture that said ‘hurry up’.

“Mmm. Do it again,” Mia moaned. “Please, hit me again.”

“So, it that how I’m going to get this machine started?” Jordan teased. He carried out Mia’s request, spanking both cheeks at once.

“Harder, please, Daddy.”

“Your ass is still red from this morning.”

“I don’t care. Please, hurt me. It hurts so good when you do it,” Mia begged. Jordan bent Mia over as she sat on his lap, alternating spanks between each of her cheeks. Each one became more forceful, but which each slap Jordan was sure to give them an occasional squeeze or simply appreciate the quaking motion of her soft skin. “Ow! Just like that, Da–. Ow!”

Jordan pulled Mia up seated and kissed her neck, massaging her butt as her cheeks wedged the length of his cock. “Who taught you to be this naughty?” he whispered.

“I literally saw you in the shower one time when I just moved in and that was it. I put my fingers to work daily. Poor things,” Mia teased.

She turned her head and held Jordan’s cheek with the same fingers she’d please herself with nightly, planting a series of kisses from his chin to his cheek. When their lips were close enough, they both pecked at each other. Once… twice… and upon the third, their tongues invited each other for a heated dance between their lips. Drool slithered between their lips onto Mia’s shoulders as they thoroughly explored each other’s mouths. Three minutes later, Mia gasped as they pulled away.

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