“You're so hard,” I whispered. “Is all this meat for me?” He licked his lips, and his eyes became hooded. “Fuck it,” he said, seemingly more to himself. “You want this, little girl? You want to cross that line?” I kept stroking him and bit my lip, nodding. “I want it all, Daddy.” I slid my hands up to unbutton his jeans, keeping eye contact the entire time. He stopped me and groaned, “I need you to be sure. Once we do this, there’s no going back—not after I have my cock wedged in my little girl’s cunt.” I moaned. “I’m sure, Daddy. My pussy is so wet for you. I’m dripping down my thighs, because I’m so hungry for you to fill up my tiny hole.” “Fuck,” he cursed. “Baby girl, you really want Daddy to fuck your mouth and tight little pussy?” “Mmm, I want that so bad.” I pulled his jeans down, excited that he wasn’t wearing any of his boxer briefs I always saw in his clean laundry, when I’d fold it for him just to be sw
Mehr lesen