Joan.
“You are such a good girl for Daddy,” Noah growled against my skin, his voice thick with lust. “Such a filthy, eager little slut. James never took care of you properly, did he? Never ate this sweet p***y the way it deserves. Never made you scream and beg like the desperate w***e you really are.”
His mouth trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my chest, tongue rolling around one hardened n****e before switching to the other, sucking hard enough to make me arch and whimper.
He bit down gently, then soothed the sting with slow licks, sending sparks straight to my c**t.
The kisses continued lower, over my stomach, dipping into my navel, making my muscles twitch with anticipation.
When he finally reached my p***y, he pressed soft kisses around my curly mound, teasing me.
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