Daddy's Naughty Girl
“Fill me up. I can’t live without it. Without you. Please.”
He releases a shout into my neck, pounding me so hard now, my teeth clack together, my legs beginning to tremble wildly with the magnitude of what he’s drawing out of me. “You finally get it, don’t you?” His voice is deep and resonant in my ear. “We’ll live in this world, but we’ve got our own world, too, don’t we? Just you and me and this obsession. No one can touch it. We don’t separate for any reason. We don’t let anything come between us, especially some fucking latex. You want your man’s sperm, baby, honey, clench that pussy one more time and I’ll flood that little thing. And you will come with me.”