My thighs clamped around his head as the words tore out of me. I was spread wide on our bed, legs hooked over his shoulders, my pussy soaked and throbbing under his mouth. Every flick of his tongue sent sparks shooting through my core, and I ground down harder, chasing that sharp edge of pleasure. He growled against my clit and sucked it between his lips, pulling hard. The wet sounds filled the room—slurping, sucking, his tongue working fast and relentless. I felt his fingers slide through my slick folds, two of them pushing inside without warning, curling deep to rub that spot that made my back arch off the mattress. "Fuck, yes, just like that," I moaned, fingers twisting in his hair. "Don't stop, Daddy. Suck it harder." He obeyed, sealing his mouth tighter around my swollen clit and flicking the tip of his tongue in quick, brutal strokes. His fingers pumped faster, spreading me open, the wet squelch of my pussy growing louder with every thrust. I could feel how drenched I wa
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