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Henry pulls your ass off his face and down on to his crotch. His cock juts out obscenely between your legs, but is covered by the fabric of your dress. The thin fabric may cover it but it's still easy to see and the feeling of it still hard and pushed up against your dripping pussy makes your head feel light. You just want to grind on it and do anything to gain more pleasure, but your father's hands have you firmly stuck in place.

The partition lowers half way and the you see the middle aged gentleman driving the car through the rear view mirror. He politely tells you both that you're a couple minutes out before raising it back up. It pauses near the top and he calls out "Oh also, Mrs. Hall" you take a second before realising he must mean you, never having been called that before.

You hastily answer back upon realizing. "Yes?"

"You might want to check your lipstick" he states flatly before raising the partition the rest of the way.

Once its closed you immediately pull down a mirror from the top of the limo. Your hair is slightly disarrayed but still looked fine. Your mascara had run a little bit, but your lipstick was smeared all around your lips. Guess that's what happens when you take a monster cock down the throat you joke to yourself.

You bend forward and grab a water and napkin from the holder on the side. As you do you feel a heavy slap hit your ass and a loud crack sound fill the backseat. A gasp passes your lips, equal parts shocked and enjoyment, and you quickly find your cheeks covering your father's cock again. "Now, now, dear. Is that any way to treat Mrs. Hall?" you joke.

"Every Mrs. Hall I've ever met loved it." Henry replied with grin you didn't even have to look at to see.

Sighing and with a quick shake of your ass, you get to work on removing your lipstick and cleaning up the small pool of mascara just outside your eyes. "Easy, big boy." you say as teasingly as possible. "Can't have you making a mess of my dress before everyone gets to see it."

"Maybe we'll skip the dinner and the dress and see what we can get up to in the room." Henry responds gruffly, emphasized when his hands grab both breasts roughly.

You let him feel you up for a few moments, lost in the pleasure your body is giving you. You never knew a body could be so sensitive.

Finally you respond.