Daddies And Their Naughty Angel
Angela Shynahidden desireshidden desire
I could see it now—the outline of his cock straining against his sleep pants, the dark spot where he was leaking, the way the fabric tented obscenely.
“You want more than my fingers, don’t you Daddy?” I whispered hotly.
“Don’t say things like that. Fuck,” He groaned, and then cursed.
“But, you’re so wet, Daddy,” I kept my voice low, teasing, filthy. Pressing my thumb against the head again, feeling even more wetness seep through.
My eyes were focused on Daddy’s face which was contorted with pleasure he was trying so hard to fight. “Is this all for me? Have you been this hard every night? Lying next to me, leaking into your pants, desperate to be inside me?”
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