I felt his big arms wrap around my body and travel down my thin tummy to my hairless privates, which were sticky from the tape. I felt him kissing and biting on my neck and slowly pushing his thick middle finger up inside of me, making me involuntarily moan and squeeze on his finger. “Mmm, you love it.” He whispered, biting my earlobe.
He grabbed some body wash beside us without removing his finger and squirted the pink soap down my abdomen and chest. Still, he fingered me, and rubbed the bubbling body wash all over my body, which was beginning to shake from the urge to cum.
“Fuckin cum for me you little bitch!” He said jamming his finger in me one last time before my body doubled over and my pussy squeezed tightly on him, crying out and cumming hard.
“Ha, I knew I could get you to cum for me.” He chuckled and lifted my body back up and pressed it against his and held me and kissed the top of my head underneath the water. “Stand still,” he put shampoo in my hair and proceeded to actually wash me.
After we were done with our shower, Brandon toweled me down and handed me my clothing that he had hand picked for me. A tight orange shirt, and a pair of short jean shorts. “My dad would kill me if I wore this to school!” I stated. He just laughed at me.
“Daddy’s little girl.” He taunted me, “Well listen up, you’re MY little girl now, and this is what you’re wearing.” He said very bluntly.
I took the clothes and put them on and waited in his room while he changed into his clothes. He combed my hair and pulled it back into a ponytail, paying special attention to it, like I was Actually his little girl.
This all had taken about an hour, and everyone was up and getting ready for school. Brandon always took his car, and the girls rode the bus. It took about 30 minutes to get to school. Brandon grabbed his keys. “Let’s go Kylie.” He said throwing my backpack at my feet and opening the front door.
I reluctantly followed.