I gazed down into Nola’s soft amber eyes, her pleading brows, and saw just how much unlike her mother she really was. Just as Beth had always turned away from me during s*x, Nola wanted to connect. She didn’t want the pleasure without the connection. Gazing into her soft eyes, I had to acknowledge how emotionally mature Nola had grown.
“Can we keep going daddy? I loved it. It was good even when it got scary. I just... I just want you to keep me close. Don’t leave me, okay?”
Slowly, I lift my hips and started pumping down into Nola’s sweet waiting p***y.
“I didn’t hurt you?” I had to make sure.
Nola shook her head biting her lower lip against my thrust.
“So you like it rough and dirty like that?” I thrust harder pressing deeper. Nola gasped moaning loudly. Then she took a deep breath a
