Rodney blackmails Maddie

An idea popped into Rodney’s head. He knew how to get Maddie now, legally and for the future.

He glanced at sweet Maddie as she almost bucked her hips now, as her fingers worked her wet slit.

Rodney adjusted himself, trying to hide the raging boner in his pants as he slowly walked up to Maddie.

He now stood literally at the end of Maddie’s deck chair; Rodney could swear he could smell sex in the air.

“Oh fuck, harder, ram that black cock in” gasped Maddie before her body shuddered; a small amount of clear liquid squirted out of Maddie’s slit, coating her hand in bodily fluid.

Maddie collapsed again, her chest raises in rushed breath as she came down from her orgasm. Maddie slowly opened her eyes to see a looming figure standing over her.

“Eeckk!” gasped Maddie in almost comic fashion, as she quickly raised her hands to cover her impressive chest.

“Oh no no no, no need to cover for me Maddie” said Rodney.

“Mr. Dexlar, is that you?" the blonde asked. "My daddy’s not home!”

“Oh I know that,” said Rodney, his eyes roaming over Maddie’s youthful form, covered in a light sheen of sweat and suntan oil, causing her pale skin to almost glisten in the sun. “You know, Peter always praised his daughter, he would say how he longed for his daughter to be a good girl, to grow up and marry right, and give him some grandchildren...”

“I so wanted to meet you, and was often left wondering why he didn’t bring his sweet princess to the office,” Rodney continued as he slowly pulled out his phone and pressed play while the naked teen watched bashfully. “Now how would Peter feel about hearing this...?”

Both Maddie and Rodney listened to the video, of Maddie, moaning and gasping, almost screaming “Yeah I’m your slut, give it to me…. Yes Yes C’mon do it! Fill me up with your big black cock”

“Don't worry, I have some good video too,” he assured the little wide-eyed white girl. “Now how do you think Peter would react if he learned his pretty young daughter was acting like such a slut?” said Rodney putting the phone back in his pocket. He knew he had her where he wanted her as Maddie’s face turned bright red and her green eyes sparkled with tears; she was embarrassed and ashamed for this secret to come out. “Oh c'mon now, don’t cry Maddie,” he told her, coming around the chair beside her and rested a hand on her blonde head. “I’m going to help you!”

“H-help me?” asked Maddie, looking up at the black boss hopefully.

“That’s right, it's time for your fantasy to come true!” he announced, and Maddie's heart skipped a beat as the negro ran his hand along her creamy white skin. “And maybe your ‘Daddy’ doesn’t have to know anything about how you really behave.” Maddie shivered as she noticed the big bulge awaiting her in the front of the old pervert's pants.

Does Maddie's fantasy come true, does she try and bargain or does Rodney call his son for other plans, is the neighbour watching, does Peter call Rodney while the negro fucks his blonde daughter or ...