Yours, Daddies!
Isadora’s back arched off the bed as his finger filled her pussy, the wet sound of him fingering her pussy filling the air, raw, dirty, and obscene.
“Arghhh… god! Yes!! Um’mm…”
“You like it?” Zavian asked again, rolling his finger deeper.
Isadora nodded her head, tears stinging the back of her eyes. “Yes… yea daddy… I love this... I love this so fucking much….”
The walls of her pussy clamped and with every thrust, she felt the buildup of something massive.
The hair on the back of her neck twitched. “Oh…. God!!! Fuck!!! I…..”