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2026-07-13 16:18:40“Ouch…Daddy” I breathed out, as he clashed my mouth with his tongue. His scent was so irresistible. His hands moved gently against my skin. He was caressing my neck bone and arms, I felt his hands cupping my breast, squeezing them gently and ignoring me with a soft burning sweet sensation. He roamed his hands towards my nipples and pinched my nipples like he wanted suck on them.
His lips came down to my neck slowly, licking and leaving love bites. The adrenaline in me was becoming pleasurable. As my fingers scratched against his hair. Pulling him closer. I didn't know what I wanted.
“D…Daddy…”
“Shhh… baby girl… just get ready for what I'm about to do to you,” his voice sent chills against ear.
His hands slid to my thighs as he pushed them up and spread them apart. My skirt was hiked up to my waist, and my breast danced in the rhythm. He lowered his head slightly forward and licked my nipple, playing with it with his tongue and soon started to suck it like his favorite lollipop while his other hand slowly slid into my panties. He allowed his other finger to undress me while he played naughty with my nipples. I let out a soft moan and my back arched.
I started to feel different at every touch. Something wet was slippery between my thighs. Daddy saw it and said. “You're so wet… I want to see what they taste like.”
He left my nipples and started to kiss down my body, over my stomach, and around my inner thighs, till he reached closer and closer to my vigina. He let out a kind of wicked smile and took a deep inhale of my wet pussy.
“You smell so good…,” his breath lingered against my wet pussy, making me wetter, “I bet you taste great.”
And with those statements, he licked my clit with his tongue repeatedly, in different angles, making me moan in desire, before finally using his fingers to open up my thigh the more. And immersed his face in between my legs and sucked on my clit. ‘D…D…Daddy!!!” I cried out his name, my fingers digging deep in his hair. He increased his speed on my clit, sucking every bit of what he wanted. Giving me the vibration that I needed. It felt so good and astonishing. I closed my eyes, seeing butterflies behind them, colors flying every time his tongue and mouth flicker over my clit, down across my slit and back up again.
“Call me by my name… baby girl…,” he muttered beneath my pussy, while sucking on every bit of my juices that poured out.
He sucks his tongue in and out and up again to suck hard on my clit.
“Ahhh fuck! Yes…oh yes… fuck…” I moaned. He was sucking inside me hard and fast, his face against my pussy. His grip tightening on my hips, he was hitting that perfect spot with his lips and I was seconds away from losing my mind.
“Ohhhhh ohhhh ohhhh yes… faster Richard ahhh yesss… I think I'm gonna cum…ohhh…”
My eyes were squeezed shut, my fingers clawing deep into his smooth skin. I was already feeling the waves of release coming at me, as I embraced all the dirty pleasures washing through me.
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