CRAVING DIRTY DADDIES
“Fuck, daddy, you’re so deep… so much better than him.”
He growled, his hand sliding up to my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin. “Better than who, baby girl? Say it.”
“Better than Ethan,” I gasped, the words tumbling out as he fucked me harder, his cock dragging along my walls, hitting that sweet spot over and over. “He never fucks me like this… never makes me feel so full, so used. Oh fuck, daddy, you’re ruining me!”