“Just be a good girl for daddy…please baby…just be a good girl. XXX …”
You slowly start pulling your hips back, “…daddy needs this…”
And then push back in, “…daddy needs you…”
Again, this does nothing for my tears. You press your lips to mine for an unrequited kiss, and begin kissing a trail over my jawline, down my neck, to my nipple which you briefly take into your mouth, and finally landing on my belly. You abruptly end this assault on my tummy and bring your face level with mine again and I feel your throbbing cock head graze my entrance as your lips land on mine. I was his slave. You stroke my jawline with your thumb as you softly kiss my lips for several seconds before telling me that maybe a shower would make me feel better.
