DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING
The intensity there nearly undid me.
“You’re mine,” he growled with every thrust upward. “Say it.”
“I’m yours, Daddy,” I moaned. “Only yours.”
He sat up slightly, ignoring the pain, and captured one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking hard while I rode him faster.
The pleasure built quickly, overwhelming. I was close — so close.
“Come for me, little bird,” he ordered, voice rough. “Come on, Daddy’s cock.”
I shattered.
My orgasm crashed over me hard, my walls clenching around him as I cried out his name. Mark followed seconds later, groaning deeply as he spilled inside me, filling me with hot pulses of his cum.
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