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He laid before her his cock erect and throbbing. She noted the shiny wetness that covered the swollen head and she licked her lower lip before taking his throbbing rod into her small warm hand. He watched as she bent over him and her small pink pouty lips puckered and placed a small kiss right on the tip of his raging hard-on. "Ooooooooohhh fuck!" he groaned. Keeping her mossy green eyes on his warm brown ones she took his swollen cock head into her hot mouth and swirled her soft pink tongue around and around, pulling grunts and groans from him. It was sweet agony when she pulled her hot mouth off his cock and proceeded to suck her way up and down his hard throbbing shaft. And when she moaned while trying to suckle his swollen balls he couldn't take it any longer and pulled her off of him, and rolled her under him growling, "Enough of this sweet torture!". He plunged balls-deep into her tight little cunt and stayed there. His cockhead kissed her cervix while he savored her warm velvety sheath. They lay face to face, looking into each others' eyes while he flexed his cock to keep her on the edge and forcing her to feel how much he was stretching her tight little fuck-hole. "Oh fuck daddy! What are you doing to me?!" she groaned. "Please daddy...please fuck me." "No baby girl (he cooed). I want you to feel every inch of what you do to your daddy's cock. And I can take my time feeling (he pulled out oh-so-slowly leaving just his swollen cock-head inside her clinging cunt) my baby girl's slippery little pussy (he pushed slowly back in till his balls pressed hard against her soft ass)" making her gasp with each agonizingly slow thrust. This continued for what seemed like hours...her hands on his strong shoulders and his hands on her hips, eye to eye, cock in cunt, heart pressed against heart, sharing their breath. She felt sparks of pleasure ripping through her body as his swollen, vein-covered cock stretched and stroked her pussy's inner walls, but feeling this while looking deep into his eyes made her feel faint. This was pleasure beyond what she could comprehend. Her smaller, inner pussy lips resembling pink flower petals were clinging and pulling on his thick shaft whenever he pulled out. He loved how her warm chubby body quivered and shook taking the slow fucking he was giving her. Once he made her cum she just kept cumming. He loved being bathed in the hot flood of her squirt and having his cock surrounded by her silken vice, but like her, looking deep into her passion filled eyes brought him a pride that he never knew. He alone could make her feel this and they both knew her pussy was born to worship his cock. This knowledge made him cum hard. He emptied his balls deep inside her fertile womb and the lovers finally rested from their naughty games. "Baby girl, I love you more than I could ever tell you. You were born to be my baby girl (and he smiled) and my naughty little wood nymph (she giggled). I want to make you cum like this every day...several times a day. And I hate to say it but the sun is setting and we need to leave this enchanted wood and head back to the house. It's way past my feeding time and daddy is ravenous." "I didn't think I could love you any more than I do daddy but somehow I do. I know that you were meant to be my daddy and I was meant to be your baby girl and anything else you want me to be." They kissed and slowly strolled back to the house. She noticed her pussy was still faintly throbbing and her legs were a little shaky and she loved it. His words echoed in her head as she felt his hand groping her ass, "I want to make you cum like this every day...several times a day", and it made her smile. Oh drat! No, not again!" Faith Rowel groaned out loud as she entered the lobby of her family's apartment building and saw the 'out of order' sign on the elevator. She HATED walking up the four flights of stairs to the apartment and it seemed like she'd had to do it a thousand times lately, even though it had actually only been once. And besides, her backpack must weigh a million pounds and she'd already had to haul it half a block from where the chauffeur dropped her off. Ever since she started fifth grade at her new school the stupid teacher made her carry around so many heavy books. And do homework! Plus she had to wear this stupid school uniform, with its scratchy pleated wool skirt and a tie. A tie! It was so unfair! Faith just wanted to get up to the flat, change into comfortable clothes and watch some afternoon television!
"Terribly sorry about the lift, miss," an unexpected voice said.
Faith spun around, throwing her luxurious red hair over her shoulder in the process. She blinked her bright green eyes at the older man sitting at the security desk. Normally she couldn't be bothered to notice who was there - they were just the hired help after all. But she knew the smiling gentleman at the desk wasn't one of the usual security men. And why was he just sitting there, smiling, when he should be doing something about getting the elevator working? Did he even care that she was going to have to trudge up four flights of stairs?! Indignant at the man's inaction, Faith said "Sorry doesn't get me up to the fourth floor! Can't you do something?"
The man with the bushy eyebrows and grey hair smiled even more broadly. "Oh, but I am doing something Faith. I'm sitting here waiting to assist you."
"It doesn't look like it!" Faith said in her most haughty ten-year-old voice. "It looks like you're just sitting there, while I'm going to have to lug this heavy backpack up four flights of stairs!" Faith didn't seem to notice that the man knew her name when he shouldn't.
"Would you prefer to use the elevator, dear?"
"Of course I would prefer to use the elevator!"
"Then we're of a mind, child. Here, let me give you my card."
The elderly gentlemen held out a small business card to Faith, who took it and read it with some effort and with a puzzled look. "Pr-Pr-Professor Im-Imrash West, PhD, R.A.P.E.M, Sp-Sp-Specializing in the Advanced Theory of Wishes." Faith looked up at the strange man with her big green eyes. "What in the world does R A P E M mean?"
"Royal Academy for the Practical Employment of Magic," Professor West said with a twinkle in his eye, "at your service, miss."
"What a bunch of rot!" Faith snorted and stomped her foot, throwing the Professor's card on the floor. "What does any of that have to do with getting the lift fixed."
"Well, you could wish for the lift to be fixed," West said. "But that seems a waste of your only wish. And besides, I'd need something with much more potential that just fixing the elevator once. Heaven knows, it might break again tomorrow."
"You can't really grant wishes! That's stupid."
"Have it your way, Faith. But it surely wouldn't hurt to try. Just imagine if the elevator was always there to take you up and down, up and down, your very own vertical chariot. But there would be a price to pay - you probably couldn't or wouldn't want to pay it."
"My daddy will pay! My daddy has lots of money!"
"Oh, really? Isn't that nice. But, really, my dear, you should let me explain how..."
"No! I want the elevator to work now!" Faith abruptly interrupted her elder. "Whatever it costs, I wish the elevator will always work for me!"
Professor West, who didn't appear to be too disturbed by the rudeness of the pretty ten-year-old, smiled broadly. "Quite a lovely wish, Faith! I hope you enjoy it as much as everyone else in the building will. But, my dear, what are you waiting for?"
Faith drew herself up to her full four foot four inches and looked at the old man sternly, past the end of her cute little pointed nose. How dare he talk to her like that? She was done with this silliness! She stomped her small foot one more time and spun to march away from him, her long gorgeous hair flying around her again, only to find that the elevator doors were standing open and Mr. Jackson from the third floor was stepping out. What in the world?! Faith turned again to glare at Professor West, but when she did, no one was there. It was all very confusing.