“Oh yeah... oh yeah... yes... yes... Arthur…” I moaned in pleasure, my back pressed against the soft carpeted floor, legs lifted and held by him. My hips were raised as he sat on the ottoman, driving into me with rhythmic, intoxicating thrusts. I couldn’t believe how strong and tireless Daddy Arthur was. He didn’t seem like someone in his 50s at all. We’d been making love the entire night, taking only short breaks, and still going strong.Our mixed arousal was dripping from me, trailing down my thighs and pooling on the floor, but neither of us cared. The scent of our passion was heady, and thankfully, my body kept up with his endless stamina. The sun had already risen, its rays filtering into the room, and still, we were lost in each other’s touch.“Mmm… daddy…” I whispered when he suddenly paused. He set my legs on the ottoman and leaned over me, grinding his hips into mine as his mouth trailed down to suck my breasts, his hands caressing them gently. I moved in sync with him, gaspi
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