As he passed his fingers over them gently, I moved my head left and right, unable to escape this wonderful feeling. Then his first, thick, warm, finger entered me, and I lost all conscious thought.
"Daddy!" I cried out. I didn't care who heard me, and neither did he.
He let his thumb gently caress my swollen nub while he pistoned his finger inside me mercilessly. I wanted this. I wanted him. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted all of it at once, and I was being driven mad.
I moaned and whimpered shamelessly, rubbing against his hand like a b***h in heat. I wasn't aware of anything but the building feeling, deep inside me. Daddy was an experienced lover, I could tell that even then because he reacted to my noises and movements. He probed me with a second finger, not just thrusting i
