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Harper.Even till the next day, I was still so fucking slick.Gushing.Leaking.My pussy refused to calm down.I woke up with my sheets soaked underneath me, my panties clinging wetly to my swollen folds like a second skin.The moment I slid my hand between my thighs, my fingers came away dripping with a messy mix of my juices and the remnants of Daddy’s cum that somehow still hadn’t fully left me.I couldn’t stop.I lay on my back, legs spread wide, and pushed three fingers deep inside my aching cunt.I curled them hard, stroking that sensitive spot over and over while my thumb rubbed frantic circles on my swollen clit.“Fuck… Daddy…” I whimpered into my pillow, hips rolling shamelessly against my hand.Every thrust of my fingers made wet, filthy squelching sounds that filled my bedroom.I was so sloppy, so sensitive from yesterday that even the slightest pressure made my thighs tremble.I pictured Elias’s thick cock stretching me open again, the way he had slammed into me on that ex

Harper.My entire body felt like it was on fire.A million tiny flames crawling up my thighs, licking higher and higher, threatening to make me even wetter with every filthy thought.My pussy was pulsing so hard it almost hurt.I kept shifting in my seat, the short denim skirt riding up my thighs as I pressed them together desperately.Every little movement made my swollen clit rub against the soaked fabric of my panties, sending sharp sparks of need shooting through me.All I could think about was Daddy’s cock.Having it shoved down my throat yesterday.The way it stretched my mouth wide, the way it pulsed against my tongue, the way I gagged and drooled all over it like a desperate little whore.The thick, heavy weight of it.The salty taste of his cum when he flooded my mouth.God, I wanted it again.I wanted to choke on it.I wanted him to use my throat while Mom was somewhere else in the house, completely clueless.I clenched my thighs so tightly under the table it was almost pain

Harper.I was licking off every drop of cum from the tip of his cock like a greedy little kitten.My tongue swirled slowly around the swollen head, wiping off every trace of wetness from his shiny cap, tasting the salty mix of his release and my own spit.I sucked gently on the sensitive tip, milking the last beads of cum from his slit before dragging my tongue down the thick underside, cleaning him thoroughly.Elias watched me with dark, hungry eyes.Then he arched my head backward with a firm grip on my hair, forcing me to look up at him.He slapped his heavy, still-hard cock against my swollen lips—once, twice, harder.“You’re such a dirty little slut, huh?” he groaned, slapping his thick cock against my mouth again, the wet sound obscene. “Look at you… on your knees under the dining table, licking Daddy’s cum like it’s your favorite meal.”“Fuck, Daddy… God, I want more. Please,” I cried out, begging like a pathetic little bitch in heat.I sounded like his spoiled little daughter

Harper.“Oh fucking shit… Fuck!” Elias groaned so loudly, panting hard above me.His sweat dripped onto my back as he fisted my hair tighter, yanking my head back while he destroyed my pussy from behind.I was losing my mind.“Oh Daddy, harder… please! I’m going to cum… make me cum, please! Make this little dirty girl cum for you!” I cried out, voice breaking into desperate sobs.He pressed his hand between my shoulder blades, shoving my upper body harder down against the dining table.My tits were smashed flat against the cool wood as he railed me even more brutally.The wet, filthy sound of his thick cock slamming into my soaked cunt filled the entire room.He slapped my ass hard, the sharp sting making me scream.Then he leaned over me completely, his broad chest pressing against my back.His huge hands wrapped around me from behind, groping my breasts roughly, squeezing them, pinching my sensitive nipples while he kept pounding into me without mercy.“Fuck, baby girl… you feel so

Melia.My legs were still trembling violently from how wrecked the vibrator had made me. My slick juices had completely coated the body of the toy, dripping down my fingers and onto the sheets in shiny, messy streaks. I was a panting, flushed disaster — thighs spread obscenely wide, nipples stiff and aching, my swollen pussy still twitching and clenching around nothing as aftershocks rippled through me. Thick strands of my cream clung to the vibrator’s head as I slowly pulled it away, the buzzing finally dying down. I could barely catch my breath, my chest heaving while fresh wetness continued to leak from my oversensitive cunt.I was gasping harder, trying to come down from the intense high, when my phone suddenly buzzed on the vanity table across the room.With what little energy I had left, I dragged myself up on shaky legs. I thought it might be Matt — probably calling to say he’d be home late again, or that work was piling up and he’d have to stay out even longer. The usu