Call Me Daddy
I almost swiped my tongue over my screen because I'm such a fucking whore for a man.
“Baby…” He moaned as he stroked further, my eyes locked on my screen for dear life as my fingers hovered around my aching, swollen clit.
“Yes Daddy?” I batted my lashes at him. No matter how many times we fuck, I could never get tired.
“Say my name. Moan my name.”
“Daneee….” I moaned, because I really wanted to, because I touched my clit and a sensation hit me, as though he was the one touching it.