Fuck.
Her thighs clamp tightly around my hand. Heat explodes between her legs. She whimpers and claws at the table. Leaves nail marks like a sign of her desire.
“You fucking love that,” I snarl in shock and delight. “You want Daddy to teach you? You want Daddy to make you cum? Make your hole good and wet so that when Daddy fucks you, your virginness can take it?”
“Oh …” She breathes heavily, panting. “What the hell is going on?”
I push my hand against her sex finally. She breaks for me, shaking all over, trembling as I grind my palm up and down against her lips and her clit through her underwear.
“Something … Special. ”
Thunder cracks, and the walls seem to shake. “Something only Daddy and his horny little virgin get to share together.”
She nods frantically, staring at me with shock and fresh desire dawning in her face.
I’ve never experienced this before. And neither has she. But the moment I saidDaddy, something changed.
I push her underwear aside and stroke my fingers along her naked slit. Her juices cover my hand. Her tangy beautiful scent fills the air.
“You’ve been leaking for Daddy all damn day, haven’t you?” I moan. “Ever since you saw Daddy, you’ve been filling your underwear with your juices …”
She opens her mouth like she’s going to speak, then lets out a shuddering moan. Nodding is all she can manage. And even that looks like it takes it out of her.
“Are you going to cum for Daddy?”
She nods again. Breathing hard. Like she’s taken a piece of the storm outside and it’s shuddering through her.
“Tell me,” I snarl.
With my free hand, I stroke over the outside of my pants. I can’t help it when she’s twisting and arching beneath me. When she’s giving herself to me like she was made for it.
“I’m going to …”
She gasps when I slide my middle finger into her tight-as-fuck hole. I force myself to go slowly. That’s miracle number three.
I drive my finger deep. Swirl circles inside her depths as the heel of my palm lavishes her needy nub with attention.
“Tell Daddy what he needs to hear like a good horny girl,” I groan.
“I’m going …”
I move my hand faster. Her slick hole makes squelchy sounds. My shaft burns as I stroke it over and over.
“Come for …”
She gets high-pitched. Urgent. Gasping as her hips buck like she can’t handle it much longer.
“Say it,”I roar, pumping my hand hard. Fucking her little hole with my finger as my cock throbs and aches in anticipation of her clutching tightness.
“Cum for Daddy,” she cries out.
Her thighs seize around my hand. Her hole pulses. Her eyes roll and her moans turn into hollow gasps. Like she can’t produce noise anymore.
I lean down to catch her breathiness. Kiss her as she bucks. Our teeth collide in lust as she unleashes, drenching my hand. I kiss her neck, then move down to her chest.
She moans when I drag the front of her dress down.
Oh, fuck, fuck,fuck.
