All For… Daddy
He rubbed the lollipop harder against my clit in slow, deliberate circles, making me writhe and arch.
My head fell back, a loud moan ripping free as he pushed the sticky round candy into my entrance with a slick pop.
The hard shape stretched me teasingly, the sweetness clinging to my fluttering walls as he twisted it deeper, fucking me with it.
“Yes, Daddy. Just like that,” I gasped, pleasure coiling tight in my belly.
“You’re such a good girl. So fucking ripe and perfect for Daddy.” He pumped the lollipop in and out slowly, savoring every wet sound.
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