DADDY'S CURVY OBSESSION
The skin there was still warm and sensitive from the spanks he had given me on the hood of his car.
“You’re still sore, aren’t you?” he asked. His voice was low and rough, like he already knew the answer but wanted to hear me say it out loud.
I swallowed hard, my breath catching a little. “Yes, daddy.”
He let out a quiet sound, almost like a chuckle but deeper. “There goes that word again, little dove.” His hand stayed on my ass, rubbing slow circles over the sore spot. “You like saying it, don’t you? You like the way it feels when you call me that. It makes you wet, doesn’t it? I can see it in the way you’re standing right now, the way your thighs are pressing together like you’re trying to
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