I had just cum all over my old neighbour's hands as he groped and suckled my generous tits, and my own cum was filling my mouth and all over my lips, and my tits were covered in Paul's drool, and still my pussy ached for more.
Paul pulled me down from the fence and hugged me to him as his hands squeezed my lovely ass. I snaked my arms around his neck just in time to feel him grind his clothed cock against me. I was so much smaller than him that the hard length dug into my stomach, which felt absolutely delicious.
"Mmmm -- Paul," I began, but he cut me off.
"Nuh-uh princess, fucking dirty little girl. Don't you think you should address me properly?" He asked, and I moaned into his neck at the suggestion.
"What should I call you then," I ventured, "sir?" Paul chuckled and continued to slowly rut into me, right in the back garden. If my parents were in, they would be able to see the whole thing from our back window.
"That's a nice start baby, but I think you can do a bit better."
"Mm, um, ok, master?" I tried again. I'd seen a lot of porn where that was main title, I thought he might like it.
"One more, princess," he whispered in my ear. I pulled away from his neck and he took the opportunity to kiss me sensually, leaning down and sucking my lower lip, nipping it, then opening his mouth over mine. I moaned, unable to stop myself, my hands holding on to his shoulders as he claimed me. His tongue was hot and wet as it explored my mouth, and the sound that our lips made as he kept pulling back just to dive back in was driving me wild. It was wet and obscene, just like when he was pumping his fingers in and out of me, and my hips bucked at the thought.
"Fuck," I whined as he pulled away once more and hoisted me up so that he could carry me. It was like I weighed nothing to him and, although I wrapped my legs around his waist, I'm sure he didn't need the extra help to take me wherever he wanted. My body was so warm and pliant by now that I simply lay my arms over his shoulders. He began walking back towards his house.
"Since you've been such a naughty cocktease all these years, baby, I think I'm going to have my fun with you from here on out, you understand?"
"Yes," I breathed, excited and nervous all the same, "Yes -- daddy." Paul instantly groaned when I said this and, seemingly unable to help himself, slammed me against the backwall of his house before we had even made it inside. He dropped me a little as he did so, which moved my messy pussy right over the giant tent in his shorts.