“Daddy…” I whisper, then gasp as the pressure releases.
The squirt comes out of me in a stream, and I hear him growling as he takes it before diving back in, licking some more, building more need inside me.
But even as I grip the couch cushions tight, my hands starting to tremble, I can’t help thinking about what comes next.
“Mom will be back today…” I manage between gasps. “She’ll… She’ll know what we’ve been doing together. Oh, God…”
I throw my head against the seat back, twisting and moaning as another wave rushes through me, squirting out in an intermittent fountain between my legs. For a second, all I can think about is how he knows exactly how to play me, exactly how to bring me to the edge and hold me there.
“Baby, I’ve told you, we’ll deal with your mom together.Catrina doesn’t have to like it, but she won’t change what we are to each other. This is my house, and you’re an adult now. It’s time she got her own place. I’ll take care of it all.”
“But what if…” I gasp as he goes right back to my pussy, his magic tongue drawing another little squirt before I groan with the effort of it. “What if she—”
“Enough.” The single word is a growl, then a finger jabs into my tight back entrance, and I fall silent immediately.
He rises up, leaving me empty with his finger pulling from my ass, then giving my pussy a slap that makes me draw a quick breath. His pants are bulging as his hands go right to his belt.
“That’s enough, princess. You have to trust me. That’s the deal. And if you can’t stop thinking about your mom, then it’s my job to give your mind something else to concentrate on, and your mouth something else to do.”
He slips the belt through the loops, unfastens his pants, and pushes them down along with his boxers.
And all thoughts of Mom are driven from my mind.
I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to his cock. I certainly won’t ever get over how hard it gets when he’s around me. My mouth is watering even before I lean forward and take hold of the shaft near the base, licking my lips as a drop of pre-cum forms at the tip.
“Daddy,” I whisper, then lean forward and wrap my lips around his head.
The salty-sweet taste of his pre-cum spreads over my tongue, and I moan with need as his cock fills my mouth. I breathe through my nose, sucking in my cheeks as I move my head forward and back, squeezing the base as I bringmy other hand up to cup his balls just the way I know he likes.
“Good girl,” Daddy says, his hand going to the back of my head. The squelching sound of my lips around his shaft rings out as he guides me, increasing my speed and forcing me to go deeper, his cock starting to bob at my throat as I gag and try to concentrate on my breathing. “That’s better. No more talk of your mother. When she gets back, I’ll deal with it and protect you. You’re not on your own, baby.”
I garble out a, “Yes, Daddy,” but nearly choke on cock as the words come out in a senseless mumble.
All my worries are lost as I suck and swallow, squeezing and trying to keep my eyes on his, watching as his jaw clenches, and I know I’m doing a good job. Daddy’s good girl.
“Nearly there, baby,” he says. “You want it on your face or in your throat?”
“Face, Daddy,” I try to say, but the words are jumbled.
“Good girl. Keep sucking… Keep going…” He strokes my hair as I feel him swell inside my mouth.
Then he pulls out suddenly, and I flinch as cum spurts from the tip, hitting my cheek and nose, my eyebrow, my chin.
And at the same time, the front door opens.
“Guess who got an earlyfliiii-ight!”My mom sings as she sweeps into the hallway, dropping her bags and turning our way. Then she freezes, her mouth dropping wide, and the look on her face is one of absolute horror. “Dear God…”
“Mom, it’s…” I lick my lips instinctively, wanting to taste the cum as it sticks on my nose and my eyelashes, dripping down my chin. Her eyebrows shoot up another inch and a half. “It’s…”
“It’s none of her fucking business, baby,” Daddy growls, squeezing out the last spurt of semen onto my cheek.
“None of my business? None of mybusiness?” Mom shrieks. “That’s my daughter! Or, no, wait, that’s a little fucking whore.” Her eyes narrow.
Is it disapproval I see in her face, or jealousy?
“Mom, please—” I mumble, my face smeared and dripping in Reuben’s release.
“Get to your room, right now,” She screams. “And you?” she points at Reuben, then shakes her head. “How long—"
