I matched.
That was much better.
“That’s my good boy.” Daddy’s soft voice made me realize I was wiggling and moaning. “So sweet and sexy. That’s right. Hump my lap. It’ll make it all feel even better.”
How did he know it felt good?
How did he know humping would make it feel even better?
“I need…that’s…”
Yes.
“That’s right. My boy needs another spanking. That’s right.”
Smack.
Flash.
Hump.
Smack.
Flash.
Hump.
Smack.
Flash.
Hump.
Daddy made the best game and the best sounds and the best orgasm.
I went faster and he spanked faster and then boom.
He sent fireworks through me and I chased the fireworks and then I was all done.
“I…”
Yes.
That.
“Try again, Chipmunk. What do you need, hmm?” Daddy was giving me big pets like I was a puppy and it felt really good but my whole body was too heavy to move and that just broke my mouth.
Yep.
It was broken.
Oh well.
All done.
Daddy chuckled. “I think my boy needs a nap.”
That’s what I said.
