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“Good girl.” He is barely finished saying the word ‘girl’ before his tongue takes one long lap and I am gone. “You’re damn right. Keep your eyes on me, bunny.” His eyes haven’t left mine, a steady reminder to keep my eyes on him. The whole moment is so dirty and hot that it adds to my building need. “You got cereal milk between your legs, baby. It’s intoxicating.” his tongue moves in and out of my pussy. “This gash is so damn tight. I am going to love breaking you in.” When he closes his eyes, I take that as permission to lay my head back and get totally lost.

“Oh God!” I shout, moving my pussy against his face, racing toward my goal, no longer concerned with being sweet.

“You will call me husband or the love or your life in our home. In our bedroom, I am your Daddy, little bunny.” The moment the words leave his mouth, my body comes on its own. Is that normal? I know I have ‘daddy issues’ but hearing him say that sent zings of pleasure through me.

“Such a dirty little virgin. You liked that huh? You like knowing I am the ultimate authority over your pleasure, body and life, don’t you?”

“Yes. Yes.” I am out of my mind by now rolling my head from side to side.

“That’s right baby. You’re going to let Daddy do anything he wants to you, aren’t you? Gonna let me fuck you dirty and never tell me to stop, are you?” He is driving me insane. I can’t take it, but he’s right. I don’t want him to stop.

“No. Please don’t stop.” My lower half is moving against his face now racing towards another release.

“Greedy little girl. That’s it...take it baby. Take your pleasure.” It doesn’t compute in my lust filled mind that he is no longer licking my pussy. I am so far gone, my eyes closed, head moving back and forth as something moves up and down, thumping my clit over and over. My toes begin to twitch right before I shout my release. I find myself mixing that release with a yell of pain. “Shhh. Good girl. You're doing so good bunny. Damn your so fucking tight.” I open one eye and see his face contorted in what looks like pain. “I’m trying not to move bunny, but shit this pussy is so wet and warm. She’s hugging me so tight like she doesn’t want me to move.” I squeeze the muscles to test out the pain and he hisses. “Trying not to be an asshole,” he says through his teeth. I smile, loving how much he is trying to make this better for me.

“It’s ok, Daddy. You can move.” His eyes become predatory and it should scare me but it only sends shivers of anticipation through me.

“Say again, bunny. Call me by our special name.” I wet my lips excited that I can make this strong man lose control.

“Fuck me, daddy. I’m ready.” I don’t know who I am right now. He takes my mouth sweet and slow as he moves out of me, looking in my eyes, gauging my pain level. I don’t feel pain. “Oh…so full.” I say keeping my mouth on his, taking his rhythm and meeting his slow thrusts.

“You think you're full now. Wait until my child is growing inside of you and my dick is in your pussy while I prepare your little rosebud for me…”

“Please...please..” I beg, asking him to move faster. His words seem to trigger something inside of me and I am riding it to the end. Literally.

“Look at my dirty wife. Not even twenty minutes ago you were an innocent virgin.” Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pull him further into me. He sits up, pulls me further onto his cock, bends my knees, spreads my legs and pounds into me over and over. “Is this what you want? Is this what your greedy pussy was asking for? So goddamn tight. I am never going to leave this cunt. I am going to be inside of you so much you’ll need cushions to hold your legs open they will ache so bad.” Why is he using words? All I need is for him to continue to fuck me.

“Daddy!!” I shout, wanting him to go harder. His mouth latches on to my nipples and I can feel the juice gushing from inside of me. Literally splashing due to him banging in and out. It drips from my pussy to my asshole, wet and warm.

“How the fuck did you sneak this goldmine past all those unworthy cocksuckers out there? I bet you had to fight your foster dad off , didn’t you? I bet you had to put chairs under the door handle to keep them from taking what you didn’t want to give yet.” He has no idea how right he is, but when he says it, I feel desired.

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