Chelsea.
Roman looked down at me with pure hunger. “You want Daddy to f**k you again, baby girl? Want me to stretch this greedy little cunt even more?”
“Yes—yes, please!”
Without another word, he lined himself up and pushed inside me in one long, deep thrust.
I screamed.
The angle was insane.
With my ass hanging off the edge, he could drive impossibly deep.
I felt every thick inch stretching me open again, pressing against my cervix, hitting places so deep it felt like he was f*****g straight into my womb.
“f**k—Daddy!” I cried, my hands flying back to grip the edge of the desk.
He didn’t start slow.
He f****d me hard and rough from the very first stroke — deep, powerful thrusts that made my entire body jolt.
The desk creaked loudly beneath me as he pounded into my dripping
