PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
Feelings boiled up—guilt toward Mom twisting like a blade in my chest, but it just fed the blaze.
From the floor, Lara finally snapped out of it, her staring spell ending. She crawled over on hands and knees, carpet rustling under her, and climbed onto the bed's edge. Her hand reached out careful toward Mark's straining cock, fingers grazing the wet tip. 'Let me join in, Daddy,' she murmured, voice thick with want, her other hand already sneaking under her shorts to circle her swollen clit.