After a few nights of some very dirty dreams featuring mouse being spanked during a fancy dinner party Daddy became completely unhinged with mouse. He pulled her into the house, pushed her into his study, whipped off his belt and beat mouse's ass red. After the very rough fuck across the desk, mouse orgasmed. A huge squirty orgasm that after she stopped panting led mouse to say, whoops.
Daddy was amused truly but again clucked that mouse was in deep trouble, while remarking about the mess on his desk. No, he didn't allow a towel. It was so damn hot, being used this way, with him being all forceful making mouse lick the mess off the desk. It was somewhere during that, mouse woke up. Yes, it was all a wonderful dream and what can only be described as a Wizard of Oz moment (and you were there) mouse recounted the dream within the dream. It's weird when your dreams begin with you recounting a dream.
Daddy kissed mouse, the kiss totally unexpected and disarming, if he were wearing a belt, he would have taken if off. We had incredible weak-kneed sex, that was just amazing and he allowed mouse to orgasm. And a wonderful way to begin the day.