Bend Me Daddy
“I’m starting to feel like you’re mine.”
“Good,” she says, surprising the hell out of me. “I was afraid you were going to fuck me and leave me, and that’s not at all what I want.”
“Careful what you wish for, little girl.” I lick a line up her slit, marveling at how damn wet she is again. Before she can answer, I pull back and say, “Turn around and bend over.”
Her eyes widen in surprise, and I can see her shyness starting to take over.