Dirty Daddies Underground
“And it hurts a little bit.”
As the words escape me, Theo pushes in deeper with a rough groan of satisfaction, driving the breath from my lungs. The raw sound he makes behind me sends pleasure shooting straight through me, overriding any lingering discomfort. My body arches instinctively, and I’m whimpering frantically now, gasping brokenly, “Green, green, green, please, Daddy—green!”
Theo shifts again, thrusting harder, and suddenly, a deep, humming vibration radiates from one of his piercings, the pulsing sensation overwhelming, causing my eyes to roll back, my body trembling violently.