I'm all yours daddy
ISABELLA
A loud knock pounded on the door at 7 AM, yanking me out of a steamy dream where Richard's thick cock was buried deep in my pussy, and he was whispering promises of forever. I glanced over at him sleeping next to me, his chest rising and falling all peaceful after we'd fucked twice last night once to celebrate getting rid of Mike, and again when that creepy text came in: *Mike’s dead. You’re next.* My hand shook as I read it out loud, but instead of freaking out, it lit a fire in me. I climbed on top of him right there, sank down onto his hard cock, and rode him wild until we both came hard, his cum filling me up while we guessed who sent it. Now, cold reality hits like a slap.