He plunges even deeper inside me. My eyes widen in shock as a feeling of fullness washes over me. I didn't realize there was more of him.
"God, you're so fucking tight for me," he says, gently rocking himself inside me. "I'll never be able to get enough of this pussy. Daddy will need to relieve his stress inside this tight cunt every night now. You'll be a good girl and spread these thighs open for me, won't you?"
"Yes.” I moan as he thrusts into me again. "I'll be your good girl."
He leans down to press his mouth against my ear. "I bet he's watching through the camera,piccola. He's probably jacking off to the sight of your big tits and flushed cheeks. He probably wishes he were in my place, but that fantasy will only ever remain in his head. Because this sweet pussy is all mine."
It'sallpleasure now—the feeling of him inside me, the dirty words that land inside me like grenades, the look of absolute obsession in his eyes as he claims me.
He leans down to kiss me. His hand wraps around my neck possessively as he brushes his lips against mine. It feels different to be kissed by him while he's deep inside me.
He squeezes my throat as he pushes his tongue into my mouth.
All of me is electrified.
It feels so good to be taken like this. I trust this man to take control of me.
"Do you want to come all over Daddy's cock now, little bird?" he asks against my mouth.
I clench my pussy around his length in response and blink up at him.
"Only if you come with me," I ask.
"Are you asking me to come inside you?” he asks.
"I want to know what it feels like," I say. "I want to see how much of it I can hold inside me."
"Fuck it," he says, pulling out of me. I whine in protest, but he flips me around so I’m on my hands and knees for him.
And then he enters me again with a rough thrust that has me seeing stars.
"I've already sinned," he says. "I might as well go all the way. I have a horny little pussy on my hands that's begging to be bred. It's only a matter of time before I get you knocked up, so I might as well do it now."
He slaps my ass before squeezing it roughly. His cock jerks inside me, seeming to grow even larger. His hand gathers my wrists and pushes them forward until my cheek hits the floor.
He pounds into me, even harder than before. I feel him in every nerve ending of my body now.
I exist in a sweet fog.
And when he reaches around my hips to touch my clit, I lose all common sense.
"Let me hear you sing, little bird," he says.
And I do. He's thrusting into me so hard that all I can do is scream to let out everything that's building inside me. The sound of his grunts and my moans echoes all around us.
"Now beg for my come," he says.
"Please, Daddy," I say. "Fill me up with your come."
His fingers dig into my hips, gripping me hard enough to leave marks. He leans down, covering my body with his and somehow going even deeper inside me.
"Since you asked so nicely," he says, playing with my clit in the rhythm of his thrusts. Everything is frantic and urgent. I need this release now. "Come for me,piccola."
The release slams into me so hard that I can't breathe. All I can do isfeel.
It's the highest high.
Everything about my world has changed. I don't want to be anywhere else.
