Daddy's Little Whore

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t think he was going to fuck me in this tiny toilet,

y anyt

me and bend over,

had instructed. The anticipation of what he was about to do sent

wetness running down my inner thighs. He brushed my swollen

I need your di

y breasts. The both of them jiggled slightly a

hatever I give to

d positioned it at my entrance, sliding his length up and down my wet

you want i

lease,”

ad up until I was resting on his sh

gers on my clit. And I could have had an orgasm right there ju

athed. "Please…plea

e the ripping of a bandage and I screamed

side me. His grip on my hair had not lessened and his assault o

d wet for me….Such a good

ed me, yet groans escaped me at t

I could not yet decide if I hated his rough t

g his harsh thrusts. My whole body rocked

e slow

me in place as he pumped into me with grea

usal and I held onto the sink, my insides ab

hard. I yelled out the fresh pain

not allow

eathlessly, feeling lightheaded a

llow my orders." Then he leaned over and whisper

. He pulled out when he neared his orgasm, spilling h

. Our labored breathing filled the store while I ba

ll night, we have to go now. The games would hav

red we were at the golf cour

other. Do I kiss him? To engage him in another mind-blowing session. This time me

orts. He smirked down at me like he had known what I was about to do

ee you around, Kiera.” He said as he unlocked the d

ened and I had forgotten to bring my purse along with me when I rushed into the bat

had to i

fingers through my auburn mid-length waves. Nodding at my

lobby, and neither was Clint. I found my way to the garage and located

iera?” He asked as soon a

sorry to have kept you waiting. I had

witching t

ignition. “Would you like us to stop at the med s

y. “I only need a good night’s sleep,” I added, my mind ru