He didn't let me get used to the feeling of him in me; slowly he started moving, and I didn't stop him, even though it felt like my walls were tearing apart.
“Ahh.” I cried as I stood straight, lifting my weight from him as he seemed to struggle for a bit.
“Don't worry, the pain will go away now.” He assured me, his hands holding my waist in place as he went in and out with each move, feeling like the death of me.
“Oh, Daddy," I started to feel good. My juices were mixing with his. “Yes.”
“I told you.” He muttered as he started going faster. “Touch your breast.” He instructed, and I did, "Squeeze them tight while I f**k you.”
“Yes, Daddy." I did, and the sound of his hips slapping against my ass cheeks was so hot that I started to tremble; my walls tightened and my toes curled right o
