Pretty Dirty Bad
She’s a sweaty mess when another orgasm makes her whimper Daddy’s name.
I stand and tug my sweatpants down and pull my shirt over my head. I’ve never seen something so beautiful. Her chest rises and falls erratically, her lips part as she tries to catch her breath. I take a hold of each thigh and lean down to whisper in her ear. “Now, you’re ready for me.”
“It’s so big and hard, Daddy.”
“Don’t worry, I have a feeling it’ll slide right in. This pussy was made for my cock, baby girl.”