Ruin Me,DADDY
The sight of him—broad shoulders, defined abs, silver threading his dark hair—never failed to make my stomach flip.
“On your knees, little one.”
I obeyed instantly, arching my back the way he loved. He knelt behind me, spreading my thighs wider, and dragged the thick head of his cock through my already soaked folds.
“So fucking wet for me already.” He slapped my ass sharply. “This pussy knows its owner.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned.
He pushed inside in one brutal thrust, bottoming out and making me cry out. The stretch was perfect, almost too much. He didn’t give me time to adjust—pulling back and slamming in again, setting a punishing rhythm.
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