“Oh, you’ll take it,”
“You’ll take every f*****g inch of this c**k and every drop of my cum.”
“Ahhh—f**k—don’t stop!” I sobbed, grinding down on him, rubbing my c**t faster. “Please, don’t f*****g stop, I’m right there—oh f**k—I’m so f*****g close—Daddy, please!”
He grunted like an animal, thrusting harder, deeper, angrier.
“You’re gonna c*m again,” he snarled, pinching my c**t just hard enough to make me scream. “Right in front of her. Loud. Messy. Shameful. Show her what real f*****g sounds like.”
And I did.
My p***y clamped down on him like it wanted to milk every inch of his c**k, and I couldn’t stop shaking. I cried out over and over, my moans high-pitched, broken, humiliating.
“DADDY! OH GOD—f**k—YESSSSS—OH f**k I’M CUMMING—f**k—I’M—CUMMING….AHHH!”
“Take it, Lily,” he groaned
