Page 28 of Mister Daddy
She crawls down my body and licks the tip of my cock, causing me to jump.
“Your seed tastes good,” she coos, looking up at me with a mischievous look. Shit, this is the stuff of wet dreams – a beautiful girl, tasting my cream from the tip. But it’s true. She pulls back slightly, tongue extended, and a long trail of man goo stretches from the tip of her pink tongue to the top of my shaft. The loop trembles in the air before breaking and she shoots me a dirty smile before diving in again.
“Relax, big guy,” she breathes, trailing her tongue up one pulsing vein on the underside of my hardness. I almost explode. “You’re going to love this.” Her warm mouth envelops my entire shaft, and she bobs down as far as she can until she chokes with a couple of inches left to go. I push her hair from her eyes so that I can watch her go down on me.
As Abby gets used to my size in her sweet mouth, she bobs faster and faster, using her hands at the base to massage my balls.
“That’s it, baby, just like that,” I coax. “I’m gonna come soon. Give me those eyes, sweetheart. I want to see those big, grateful eyes as I give you a salty mouthful.”
I can normally hold out for a lot longer, but the sight of Abby sucking my hot rod is too much to bear. And she obeys. Her eyes flicker up, so innocent even as her cheeks hollow with vacuum, lips stretched tight. That does it. I shoot my load down her throat, salty and so virile. My girl’s a good one too. She swallows every last drop with a low, breathy “mmmm,” and then releases my half-hard member with a pop of her lips.
“That was amazing,” I tell her, tasting myself on her lips as I give her a kiss. “Now, it’s your turn.”
Pushing Abby backwards, she lays down, hard nipples pointed to the sky. She squirms as I kiss my way down her chest, paying close attention to both of her taut pink tips. I suck and twirl my tongue along the sensitive peaks as she writhes beneath me.
Finally, I reach the place we both want me to be. Oh shit, she’s beautiful and I take a moment just to savor her beauty.
“Shit baby,” is my low rasp. “You’re so pink and tight. Show me your insides, sweetheart. I want to see.”
And I’ve taught my girl well, even though it’s only been a short time. Lifting her knees, she snakes one hand between her thighs and pulls her pussy lips apart, showing off that delicate pink interior. Oh fuck, she’s so tight and wet, leaking juices even as I look.
“Like this, Mr. Jones?” she mewls. “Is this what you want?”
I almost burst at her innocent yet dirty question.
“That’s exactly it, sweetheart,” I rasp against her inner thigh. “That’s exactly what I want.” And then I move into her sweetest spot, teasing her slit with my tongue as she throws her head back and moans, spreading her knees even wider.
“Get the insides,” she pants, looking down at me. “Kiss me on my insides.”
I know what Abby wants because my little filly is a dirty whore. She doesn’t just want me to kiss her pussy lips and play with her clit. She wants me to pull her vag apart and kiss the insides of her cunt until they’re wet with her need and my saliva. So I obey.
“Oh yeah baby,” I moan into those pink walls. “Shit, I need to get deep.”
And this time, she just pants, big breasts heaving as I burrow my tongue into her slit, enjoying the feel of hot, creaming cunt in my mouth.
“Yes,” she gasps. “Oh yes yes yes.”
I insert two fingers, and then three, into her slick hole. Mmm, she’s so warm and tight. Her moan gets my shaft rock hard, and I continue to plunge into her with my fingers and use my tongue to pleasure her hole until her panting gets faster and faster.
“I’m so close, Carter. Use me. Let me be your wet hole,” she moans as her entire body quakes. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen and suddenly, the brunette’s back arches, going stiff, as her pussy creams violently, juices spurting onto my face. Oh shit! My baby is a squirter and I gulp as fast as possible, downing her female honey.
As Abby comes down slowly from her climax, I remove my fingers from her quaking folds, licking sweet juices from my hand. My lips move back to hers, and our tongues dance, tasting each other.
“Are you ready?” I ask, my pole lined up to her primed hole. “You stretched enough for some thick meat, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” she moans. “I’ve been ready for a long time.”
I’m glad to hear it because I don’t think I can wait any longer. With her encouragement, I slide easily inside of her until I bottom out. After a few seconds of us adjusting to the position, I pump in and out of her earnestly, wet sucking sounds accompanying my movements. Fuck, she’s so drenched that it’s incredible, my cock disappearing again and again into her tight little cunt.
We try a few different positions. Her on top, me on top, both of us on our sides. We’re in no hurry to finish, instead enjoying the feel of each other in the most intimate possible way.
It’s not sex. It’s not fucking. We’re making love.
Finally, I reach down to rub her clit while quickening my thrusts. “We’re gonna come together, baby,” I rasp in her ear. “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” she breathes, eyes closed and boobies heaving. “Yes, right there. I’m so close. I’m gonna… I’m coming!”
And with that, her insides clench my hardness, sucking me deep inside of her. That pressure is all it takes to send me over the edge right along with her, emptying my seed deep in her sweetly creaming snatch. Oh fuck, oh fuck, what did I do to deserve this? She’s got me amped so high that my virility spills over, dripping from where our bodies are connected.