Anything He wants
He gives one good look, licks his lips, and says, “Damn, that sloppy pussy looks good.”
“Daddy! That's gross,” I blush.
“Oh, come on, babygirl. You can't be kinky without some dirty talk.
Now come to daddy.”
Daddy holds my legs to each side, dipping his face into my heated box.
His first lick meets a puddle of arousal, and I moan loudly, my sensitivity boiling over. I love the feeling of a soft tongue on my cunt, and the fact that I can't move my hands to guide daddy's head makes it all the more erotic. His tongue glides along my slit, devouring my flavor. He uses the flat to press against me, covering as much surface area as possible, sticking it out rapidly to collect and bring it all back