Lust in Lace: A Daddy-Girl Tale

 Cum eating phone sex Welcome, perverts, to a glimpse of pure perversion. Step into the realm of Daddy’s little girl, where I am a vision in black lace and sheer nylon. My long legs, adorned in sexy thigh-highs, tempt and tease. But, tonight, they’re reserved for Daddy.

Daddy Ryan, a burly beast, hungry for my flesh. His eyes, lust-filled, devour my curvy frame, a delectable feast. My full lips part, a sultry invitation, as I await his advance, dressed in nothing but my seductive stockings.

With a possessive grasp, Daddy grabs my ample bottom, his rough hands leaving marks of desire. My flesh, a blush of excitement, as his meaty weapon slides between my soaked nether regions. The wet, slick sounds fill the room as he goes deeper, stretching me beyond imagination.My moans echo Daddy’s vigorous rhythm. My breasts, plump and firm, jiggle with each powerful thrust. The bed frames creak in protest, the room filled with grunts and the slap of skin on skin.

Daddy’s rough hands roam, exploring every inch of my yearning body. My nipples, taut and erect, beg for attention. He obliges, pinching and twisting, sending shocks of pleasure through my core.As the pace quickens, so does my breath. My eyes roll back, a picture of sensory overload. Daddy’s big cock, a piston, drives me towards ecstasy. My juices flow, a slippery tribute to his skill.

My submissions complete, Daddy cums, a voluminous blast. Cord after cord of creamy essence adorns my face, a testament to our heated union. I savor the salty treat, licking with delight.

In the aftermath, I sigh, satisfied, my body glistening with sweat and cum. Daddy’s mark, a sign of my devotion, a slutty trophy.

 

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