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"Your hands feel so good on me," he says against my mouth. He lets me continue for a moment, pleasuring him like that, then puts his hand on my wrist, stopping me. "Too good. You still want your daddy inside you?"
"More than anything."
"Up, then."
He helps me rise onto my knees. Together, we push his jeans and underwear down.
His cock bobs free, and my breath halts in my throat. Forget monstrous—that piece of man meat is a freaking beast. It's beautiful, too, for all that its size is intimidating. The skin is a dark, dark brown all down the shaft, then a little pinker at the tip. The base is nestled in a neat thatch of black hair and big, full balls.
"Like what you see?"
I nod, dumb.
"Come here, then, baby girl." He hauls me in and devours my mouth. Gently but firmly, he grabs me by the hip and pushes me down. "Come sit on daddy's cock and make it feel so, so good."
I do as he bids, fuzzy in the head with how bad I want it. I don't have to sink far before the fat head of his is nudging up against my opening. Thank God I'm so slick; thank God he prepped me so well. I push, and he holds himself up for me to impale myself on. For a moment, I don't know if I'm even going to be able to get him in. He feels wide as a baseball bat, and I whine.
"Go on, baby, take it. Take that big cock…"
A high, impossible sound tears itself from my throat as I shove down and he finally drives in. I throw my head back. Even the head feels enormous, and he only keeps going.
He starts moving me on his cock, bouncing me in little motions that slowly bring me lower and lower. Every inch he slides inside feels like new parts of my body opening.
With his other hand, he caresses the front of my body, pressing his palm to my heart before sliding lower. He cups my breast and my throat, then the dip in my waist. All along the way, he gives me little encouragements, telling me how I'm his sweet baby girl, how he wants me, how good I feel and how well I'm taking his huge, thick dick.
Finally, finally, my hips meet his, and I nearly black out with the pleasure. Jesus, I've never felt so full—sotaken.
He growls, rubbing his mouth along my jawline and holding me close. "Told you, baby, told you you could do it. God, your pussy feels so good. Sweet, wet little pussy, so nice and tight around daddy's cock. You like it? You like being filled up with this big cock?"
"Yes, yes, yes, Daddy, yes, fuck me, fuck me, please—"
And I'm practically crying again, sobbing, my eyes wet with how he transports me away. I'm nothing but a mass of sensation now, only a wet hole being fucked by my daddy, and it feels so insanely good.
"That's right, I got you. Gonna fuck you so right."
And he's true to his word. Slowly he draws me up, pulling his hips back at the same time. He fucks up into me and shoves me down at the same time, and I'm riding him, but he's in control. I feel like a toy. I feel used.
I feel so amazing I could scream.
Maybe I do. I don't know. All I'm sure of is that within seconds, I'm on the cusp.
"Daddy—gonna—"
"Yeah, come on daddy's cock."
I explode. Everything else fades away, my body reduced to the thundering pulse of how he shatters me. For minutes or hours or maybe days, I come—it feels like it's endless.
When I open my eyes, he's still inside me, but we're moving. He picks me up as if it takes no effort at all. I fall, shrieking, but I don't have a worry in me. My back collides with a work bench, and oh, yeah. I lie back on the rough wood, shavings getting in my hair, but I don't care.
His eyes are on fire as he bends over me. With me on my back and him standing between my open thighs, he really has the leverage to pound into me.
And I thought he was huge before, but when he shoves in deep and really starts thrusting, it goes to a whole new level.
I come again, just like that, and he groans. Planting a hand beside my head, he keeps going, fucking me through my orgasm. Filthy words spill out of his mouth, but I can hardly hear them.
Until he's there. His eyes slam shut, and he hits about eighty miles an hour with his hips.
"Here it comes, baby girl. Gonna fill you up, fill you up with daddy's come, tell me you want it—"
"More than anything."
"Up, then."
He helps me rise onto my knees. Together, we push his jeans and underwear down.
His cock bobs free, and my breath halts in my throat. Forget monstrous—that piece of man meat is a freaking beast. It's beautiful, too, for all that its size is intimidating. The skin is a dark, dark brown all down the shaft, then a little pinker at the tip. The base is nestled in a neat thatch of black hair and big, full balls.
"Like what you see?"
I nod, dumb.
"Come here, then, baby girl." He hauls me in and devours my mouth. Gently but firmly, he grabs me by the hip and pushes me down. "Come sit on daddy's cock and make it feel so, so good."
I do as he bids, fuzzy in the head with how bad I want it. I don't have to sink far before the fat head of his is nudging up against my opening. Thank God I'm so slick; thank God he prepped me so well. I push, and he holds himself up for me to impale myself on. For a moment, I don't know if I'm even going to be able to get him in. He feels wide as a baseball bat, and I whine.
"Go on, baby, take it. Take that big cock…"
A high, impossible sound tears itself from my throat as I shove down and he finally drives in. I throw my head back. Even the head feels enormous, and he only keeps going.
He starts moving me on his cock, bouncing me in little motions that slowly bring me lower and lower. Every inch he slides inside feels like new parts of my body opening.
With his other hand, he caresses the front of my body, pressing his palm to my heart before sliding lower. He cups my breast and my throat, then the dip in my waist. All along the way, he gives me little encouragements, telling me how I'm his sweet baby girl, how he wants me, how good I feel and how well I'm taking his huge, thick dick.
Finally, finally, my hips meet his, and I nearly black out with the pleasure. Jesus, I've never felt so full—sotaken.
He growls, rubbing his mouth along my jawline and holding me close. "Told you, baby, told you you could do it. God, your pussy feels so good. Sweet, wet little pussy, so nice and tight around daddy's cock. You like it? You like being filled up with this big cock?"
"Yes, yes, yes, Daddy, yes, fuck me, fuck me, please—"
And I'm practically crying again, sobbing, my eyes wet with how he transports me away. I'm nothing but a mass of sensation now, only a wet hole being fucked by my daddy, and it feels so insanely good.
"That's right, I got you. Gonna fuck you so right."
And he's true to his word. Slowly he draws me up, pulling his hips back at the same time. He fucks up into me and shoves me down at the same time, and I'm riding him, but he's in control. I feel like a toy. I feel used.
I feel so amazing I could scream.
Maybe I do. I don't know. All I'm sure of is that within seconds, I'm on the cusp.
"Daddy—gonna—"
"Yeah, come on daddy's cock."
I explode. Everything else fades away, my body reduced to the thundering pulse of how he shatters me. For minutes or hours or maybe days, I come—it feels like it's endless.
When I open my eyes, he's still inside me, but we're moving. He picks me up as if it takes no effort at all. I fall, shrieking, but I don't have a worry in me. My back collides with a work bench, and oh, yeah. I lie back on the rough wood, shavings getting in my hair, but I don't care.
His eyes are on fire as he bends over me. With me on my back and him standing between my open thighs, he really has the leverage to pound into me.
And I thought he was huge before, but when he shoves in deep and really starts thrusting, it goes to a whole new level.
I come again, just like that, and he groans. Planting a hand beside my head, he keeps going, fucking me through my orgasm. Filthy words spill out of his mouth, but I can hardly hear them.
Until he's there. His eyes slam shut, and he hits about eighty miles an hour with his hips.
"Here it comes, baby girl. Gonna fill you up, fill you up with daddy's come, tell me you want it—"
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