Daddy's Little Pearl

“Fuck Dylan!” the blonde-haired lady screamed in ecstasy as another wave of pleasure surged through her. She rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time and gripped the edge of the table tightly as he continuously slammed into her.Her moans rendered in the air as she felt her fifth wave of orgasm for that night. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and she threw her head backwards, her body vibrating as he thrusted harder than before.“Oh, my gooood!” The word slipped out of her lips, and she rolled her eyes to the back of her head. A creaking sound pierced the silence as the table came in repeated contact with the wall, their breaths syncing in a frantic rhythm.“Fuck!” Dylan groaned as he pinned her hand above her head, his hips slamming against hers as he gave her a rough and hard thrust. The lady squirted, her sensual arousal building as he drove her to an extreme stage of cloud nine.“You like it rough, don't you?” Dylan whispered in her ears, his lips grazing her skin, giving ris

Brittany stared at Dylan, her mind reeling from what had transpired between them. It was as if the air in the room had changed, and she could sense her mom's presence without seeing her“I - I think my mom is back,” She whispered as she informed Dylan, her heart pounding crazily against her ribcage.Dylan nodded, taking a step back. He got on his feet and adjusted his shirt before settling on the sofa, an awkward silence hanging heavily in the air.As she gripped her ringing phone, she caught Dylan's eye, and for a moment, they just looked at each other. Brittany's face felt hot, and she quickly looked away, trying to break the tension.She turned her head slightly as she looked at the window, her ears perked up. The car door’s loud thud could be heard outside, followed by the sound of footsteps.The room seemed to shrink, the silence between her mom's footsteps and her entry into the room feeling like an eternity. Brittany's anxiety grew with each passing second, her palms growing

Brittany's p**y throbbed and pulsed, begging to be filled up with his massive d**k. Dylan’s d**k nudged the curve of her entrance, fueling her desires and needs for him. As he pushed his d**k into her, her p**y expanded to accommodate him. He wasted no time in pounding as he moved to the hilt inside her, filling her up with his entire length.“Argh!” A moan escaped from Brittany's lips..Brittany gripped the sheet, her breath coming out in short bursts as she awaited how he would explore her body in ways she'd never experienced before.Her heart raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness as his hands began to roam over her skin, tracing the curves of her body with a gentle touch that sent shivers down her spine.He was above her, his d**k plunged and buried in her with his hands fondling and kneading her plump tits.As he grazed her ear with his tongue, he whispered, “You're no longer mommy's good girl, Brittany. You're daddy's little kitten. Do you know what usually happens to ba

Brittany kept moaning as he slammed his tongue into her entrance. Her back arched as she held the edge of the table, beads of sweat trickling down her spine. As Thompson kept devouring her like a starved man, her entire body shuddered and she left the edge of the table for his hair, holding onto it like her life depended on it.“You taste so sweet..” He grunted, his hot breath coming in contact with her p**y. Brittany gasped as he circled her clit, sucking it hard. He stuck his tongue further and continued fucking her with it. Her gasp turned into a moan as her cum rushed out of her like a flood into his mouth. Thompson tasted every drop of her cum. He licked his lips and clicked his tongue, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction.“I could do this every fucking time..” He said, his voice dripping with sweetness.Getting on his feet, he unbuckled his belt and let out his monstrous dick which had been erected. Brittany felt so tempted to touch it, her eyes radiating with desire.“This..

Brittany’s nose flared as she inspected the man who had just spoken. The stench of alcohol from his mouth made her stomach churn. Taking a step back, she tried to hide her disgust with a masked calmness. She was still reeling from the shock of the kind of club her uncle ran that she wasn't open to any kind of conversation, especially not from a man who looked like he'd spent the night drowning his worries with whiskey Shaking her head, she politely declined, “Urm. I'm not in for that kind of fun. Also, I'm not alone. I only came here to see…” Her voice trailed off. She bit her lips, wondering why she had to tell him the reason she was here when he doesn't even deserve an explanation.Taking a deep breath, she completed her statement with a lie and said, “I’m not alone. My boyfriend is… is here.” The man's brows creased slightly as he watched her gesturing to a nonexistent companion. His lips curled into a mischievous smirk. She couldn't fool him.He knew so well that she was tryi