As soon as the limousine door opened, Aries stepped out onto the plush carpet of the high-end department store, her eyes widening at the opulent display before her. Diamonds and gold flashed in the light as she gazed upon the latest fashions, designer labels on full display. Her sugar daddy, Mr. Harrington, followed closely behind, a fond smile on his weathered face.
“Well, darling,” he began, “what shall we start with? A new handbag, perhaps?”
Aries shook her head, her auburn locks bouncing with the motion. “No, Papa. I want the clothes. All of them.”
Mr. Harrington chuckled, holding up a hand in surrender. “Very well, sweetie. We’ll get you everything on your list. Accessories too, of course.”
For the next few hours, the store’s staff scurried about, gathering item after item for the young woman’s gluttonous shopping spree. Silks, satins, and velvets in shades of red, black, and purple filled the sedan’s trunk. Aries hummed contentedly as she rode home, surrounded by her new acquisitions.
Upon arriving at the mansion, Aries dropped her packages and impatiently waited for her guardian to escort her inside. As soon as the door closed behind them, she whirled around and dropped to her knees before Mr. Harrington. Her hands explored his pants, seeking out the zipper with a gleam in her eye.
“Papa, you know I can be very grateful when shown such…generosity,” she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.
Mr. Harrington’s cheeks flushed pink as he looked down at his granddaughter. She had always been a manipulative child, getting her way through guile and charm. But there was something undeniably alluring about seeing her on her knees, eager to please.
“I wanted you to have the things you desired, sweetheart,” he stammered, his resolve weakening.
Aries responded by leaning forward and nudging his fly open with her nose. “Why don’t we show our appreciation…like this?”
With a soft moan, Mr. Harrington stepped out of his shoes and allowed his pants to drop to the floor, freeing his hardened cock. Aries looked up at him with hooded eyes and wrapped her small hand around the base, stroking him gently.
“You’re so big and hard, Papa,” she breathed, her hot breath wafting over the tip. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
And with that, she engulfed him in the warmth of her mouth, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony. Mr. Harrington groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as he guided her head, losing himself in the sensation of his granddaughter’s eager ministrations.
As the minutes ticked by and Aries’ oral skills grew more impressive, the old man found himself reaching for the couch for support, his knees weak with pleasure. His granddaughter sensed his impending climax and accelerated her efforts, sucking harder and faster until he finally erupted, his seed spilling down her throat.
As the last tremors subsided, Aries released his spent cock with a smug grin, a trickle of cum clinging to her lips. She licked it off with a satisfied hum and stood up, towering over her grandfather.
“Thank you, Papa,” she purred, her eyes glinting with mischief. “I do so love showing my appreciation.”
Mr. Harrington gathered his scattered wits, a mix of concern and arousal written across his face. “You’re a clever girl, Aries. But remember, there are lines we shouldn’t cross.”
The young woman merely winked at him, a promise of future indulgences in her gaze. “Don’t worry, Papa. I know exactly where they are…most of the time, anyway.”
With that, she turned and sauntered off to her new closet, leaving Mr. Harrington to ponder the complex dance of power and desire that had just played out between them.