I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. He kept going. xxx desi He wasn’t fucking me any longer. The steering wheel pressed into my stomach, my chest leaning over it. “You’re finally my good girl, Delilah.”
That made me shudder. He sucked on my clit hard. I wanted to keep experiencing this. I would always be Daddy’s good girl. “There’s my hymen. He wore merely a pair of boxers, his body young and muscular, his hair same shade of brown as mine. A strange liquid beaded at the tip. Flood my pussy.”
“Oh, God,” he groaned. “Delilah?” He groaned. I frowned at my bottom. “You lost several cup sizes. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my family.
