RIDING MY CRIMINAL 4.
ASH'S POV.
“That's right, you greedy little slut," Kelvin growled, his voice rough and commanding as he gripped his thick c**k-still slick with our mixed release, veins pulsing under the glossy sheen.
It twitched in his fist, already hardening again. "Get that tongue out. Clean every drop off Daddy's d**k Show me you're mine.”
I nodded eagerly, mascara streaking my cheeks, a needy whimper escaping as I leaned in.
My hands gripped his thighs, nails digging in just enough, and I wrapped my lips around the c*m-smeared head. The salty tang of his seed mixed with my own sweetness exploded on my tongue, making me moan and gag softly as I swirled around the tip, lapping up every sticky trace. Drool spilled down my chin, dripping onto my heaving breasts.
"f**k, yes-jus
