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DADDY, STOP TOUCHING MY DICK 4

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Chapter 4

Alex’s POV.

Marcus’s words hung in the hot, stuffy air between us, his big hand still tight on my jaw, his cock throbbing thick and heavy right under my soaked shorts.

My hole clenched on nothing, pulsing with this empty needy feeling that made my stomach twist with shame and something hotter.

I could feel every inch of that fat ridge pressing up between my cheeks through the thin fabric, the heat of it burning against my hole every time I shifted even a little on his lap.

My own c
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    Chapter 5He pulled his fingers out slowly, letting me feel every knuckle drag against my stretched rim on the way, the wet pop when they left me empty again. Then he brought those shiny dripping fingers up to my mouth. “Suck them clean. Taste how bad your hole wants to get fucked. Lick every bit of it off.”I opened my mouth and sucked his fingers in deep, tasting the mix of his spit and the faint musk of my own ass on them. It was nasty and it made my cock throb harder against his stomach, another thick drop of pre-cum soaking into the fabric. While I sucked he used his other hand to yank my shorts down my thighs hard, pulling them off one leg completely so they hung useless from my ankle. My cock sprang free, hard and red and dripping pre-cum in long sticky strings that landed on his shirt and ran down the front.Marcus spit directly onto his own cock, a thick glob that ran down the veiny shaft and over the fat head. Then he spit again right onto my hole, the warm spit hitting

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