The word hit me like a physical blow. Hearing that word come out of her mouthâthe girl I had watched grow upâmade my stomach flip.
"Yes... yes... Daddy. Please... more... just more... don't stop licking my c**t, Daddy... oooh, yes... ohh... just like that," she pleaded, her hand reaching down to grab my head and pull me back to her.
I stayed buried in her, my tongue working with a rhythmic, heavy pressure that I knew she couldn't handle for long. Angelâs body was a live wire, sparking and twitching under my touch. Her moans had turned into high-pitched, broken wails that echoed around my bedroomâmy matrimonial bedroom.
"Daddy! IâmâIâm going toâsomething isâ!"
She didn't finish the sentence. Her entire body went rigid, her toes curling into the bedsheets as she hit the peak. I felt her
