NANCY'S POV“Yes, Daddy,” I whimpered, pushing back into his hands, desperate for more. “I’m sorry—I was so needy—”He chuckled, dark and low, and I heard the rustle of fabric—his belt, his zipper, the soft sound of his pants being shoved down just enough. My mouth watered at the thought of his cock, thick and heavy and perfect. Then I felt it—hot, velvety, the thick head sliding through my soaked folds, rubbing up and down my slit, bumping my swollen clit with every slow pass.“Feel that?” he murmured, voice tight with restraint. “Feel how hard you make me? Been rock fucking solid since I saw you spread those legs for the camera. You’re dripping all over my cock, baby. Making such a mess.”I moaned, long and needy, trying to push back onto him, but his grip on my hips kept me exactly where he wanted me. He kept teasing, gliding the thick length of his cock between my lips, coating himself in my wetness, the head catching on my entrance every time but never pushing in. “Please, Zade—D
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