I snuck into his room late at night, my heart pounding. He was asleep, but I knew he’d want this. He always did.
I crawled into bed beside him, pressing my body against his. “Daddy,” I whispered. “I need you.”
He woke instantly, rolling over to face me. His eyes widened as he took in my skimpy nightgown, the way it rode up my thighs. “Baby girl,” he growled. “What are you doing?”
“I need you,” I repeated, grinding against him. “I need your cock.”
He hesitated for a moment, but I could feel him hardening beneath me. Then he grabbed me, flipping me onto my back. “You want to play, little girl?” he asked, his voice rough with lust.
I nodded, spreading my legs for him. He ripped my nightgown off, exposing my body to his hungry gaze. Then he was between my legs, his mouth on my pussy, his tongue delving deep.
I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair, holding him against me. He ate me out like a man possessed, like he was starving for the taste of my cunt.
When I was dripping and desperate, he flipped me over, mounting me from behind. He slid into me with one hard thrust, filling me completely.
“I’m going to fuck you now, baby girl,” he said, his breath hot against my ear. “I’m going to ruin your tight little cunt.”
And he did. He pounded me hard and fast, his hips slapping against my ass, his balls smacking my clit with every thrust. I came twice before he finally pulled out, shooting his load all over my back.
But we weren’t done yet. Not by a long shot. Not when there was still so much more daddy-daughter debauchery to be had.
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