Page 87 of Daddy's Little Cupcake

Daddy pulled his fingers out of her, and she whined at the loss of contact. She still felt the buzz from his fingers inside of her.

His belt jingling caught her attention, and she looked at him as he dropped his pants and underwear to the floor. Her jaw dropped at how big he was. She had no doubt that he was going to make himself fit inside of her, it was just a matter of how long it took and if both of them could wait that long.

"Are you on birth control?" he asked Charlotte.

"Yes, Daddy," she whispered.

She had been on it for a while to help with her periods since they were brutal.

Charlotte stopped Daddy when he went to go grab a condom.

"No condom," she said.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes. I'm clean."

"I'm clean too."

He got back on the bed and in between her legs.

"Be a good girl for Daddy, and take his cock," he said as he aligned his dick at her entrance.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte looked at him and nodded her head. She was so ready for him, and he was taking his sweet time.

"I want to fill this pussy with my seed. Breed you until you beg me to stop," he said as he pushed himself inside of her.

A small scream bubbled up out of her throat and into the room. Full. That's all she felt as he filled her with his cock.

Daddy pulled back before ramming into her again. Charlotte's walls clenched around his cock, and her back arched even more.

"P-please," she moaned as he continued to fuck her.

"Wait for me," he commanded.

His fingers rubbed her clit in a circular motion, and her hips bucked up to try and meet his thrusts. The pressure and pleasure coursing through her body was getting closer, and she knew she wasn't going to last much longer.

"Daddy," she moaned. "I need to come."

He groaned and sped up his thrusts. "You wait for Daddy."

Charlotte's toes curled into the bed, and her walls clenched around him. His thrusts came faster, and she knew he was close as well.

"Come for Daddy," he commanded as he pinched her clit and thrust into her.

Charlotte screamed as she let go and came around his cock. Her walls tightened even more, sending him over the edge.

Daddy’s cum filled her as she came down from her release. Charlotte felt him gently pull out and get off the bed. She watched him as he went into the bathroom, but she didn't make any move to get up. She didn't have it in her.

Washcloth in hand, her Daddy came back into the room and gently started to clean Charlotte up.

"Ooooo." She relaxed as the warm washcloth glided across her pussy.

"Such a good girl," he praised her.

Daddy threw the washcloth in the dirty hamper before he picked Charlotte up, walked to the bathroom, and sat her down on the toilet.

"Pee." He stood back and watched her.

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