Page 37 of Paddy

“Sweet girl, your pretty cunt tastessofuckin good,” he groaned, his tongue exploring more of my pussy and not just the clit. It felt so naughty to be tasted there. Naughty seeing his tongue glide back and forth as he skillfully licked and sucked at my folds. Purposely focused, his closed eyes opened, a cocky look of satisfaction gleaming from his distinct gaze.

“Such a dirty little girl. Watching as Daddy licks your sweet little cunt.” The words that this man said to me had left me seriously unhinged, and swept up in the heat of things I hadn't even noticed that I was grinding into his face. Something I put a stop to when I made myself conscious of it.

“Oh, fuck, I'm sorry. I think I just got carried away.”

“Mmm...but did I tell you to stop? It just means you're enjoying yourself. Besides, it's a badge of honor to be covered in your juices. Now lift up that hood for me so I could get deeper to that clit.” When I followed his command, he damn near obliterated my thought process. There was no way a man was that good at this unless he walked straight out of hell by order of the devil.

“Is my sweet girl going to come for me?”

“Yes,” I cried. “Yes, yes, yes, yes!” He forced me back, cutting me off at the source of his pleasure.

“That's not how you answer my question. So, I'm going to ask you again. Is my sweet girl going to come for me?” Desperate to feel his lips back on me, I righted my wrong knowing just what he was asking of me.

“Yes, Daddy, I'm going to come for you.”

“That's my sweet girl. Now, come for Daddy.” At the sound of his command, I came on his tongue, creaming and gushing, making his face a glistening mess.

“Mmm…these thighs are going to be the end of me, and I swear I can eat your pussy all day,” he said, with a grab to my thigh and a slap to my ass, as he guided me off of him before taking the belt back between his palms as he reached in to kiss me.

We wrestled on the bed, him in a fight for dominance versus I, who only lived to submit. He kissed me in no way I'd ever been kissed before. Rough and passionate, but craving and sweet. I almost felt like a schoolgirl, bringing me back to a time where you could only get away with kissing. We kissed and we kissed, and just when I thought we’d stop, he would kiss me more. By now, I'd never been so desperate to have dick inside me.

With a gentle pull of the belt, he guided me upright on the bed, bringing me to the edge of it with a command to stay put.

“Don't you move,” he ordered with a point of his finger, as he stood from the bed, positioning himself in front of me. With a zip of his pants, he eased out his length as I fought hard not to show my fear of him. The man had a dick the size of an elephant trunk, already insanely rock hard.

“Now you're going to take my cock in your mouth. Only you're not going to make me come. I just need to witness my cock between your luscious lips. Give that mouth something to do so that there's no room for talking.” Tugging gently on mybelt, he coaxed me closer, as I took his fat length into my mouth. I struggled taking all of him, his girth spreading my lips to the point of discomfort while the length stretched further than any man I'd ever taken. Mockingly, he just laughed.

“You look like a bloody harlot with my cock in your pretty little mouth. But I know you can take more of me. Take a little more for Daddy,” he commanded with a lick of his lips.

Feeling challenged by his words, I took him deeper, tears lining down my eyes at the discomfort it caused.

“That's what I want, sexy lady. Give me those pretty tears.” He pulled back on the belt, meeting my lips in a deep, sloppy kiss. “Seeing you cry like this is like hearing you sing, and Iloveit when you sing for me,” he said, accompanied by another deep kiss as he eased me down on the bed.

“Do you want to feel this big cock inside you?”

“Yes, Daddy, please. I want to feel that big cock inside me,” I cried between his deep, penetrating kisses.

“I want you to beg me. Beg me that you want me to fuck you hard and rough like a filthy slut,” he demanded. His opposing eyes darkening as he raked his hands through my hair.

“Daddy,please. I need you to fuck me, Daddy. I need you to fuck mehardandrough, like a filthy little…” Before I could utter my last word, he plunged inside me, the ravishing pounding of his thrusts robbing me of all my words. Deep and hard he thrusted, his hips feeling like a sin sent from hell. With every stroke, every kiss, every grab on my hips, felt like no other way to get properly fucked.

“Oh, fuck, you feel amazing,” he moaned. “Do you know how good it feels to be inside your little cunt, baby?” I sunk my nails into the mattress, the expert skill of his hammering hitting spots that I never thought were possible.

“Oh, Daddy, your dick is so deep inside me.”

“Yeah, that's because I know you can take it. A beautiful body like yours needs a big cock like mine to make you feel everything. Your tits look so sexy bouncing for me when I fuck you, but I need you to rub that swollen clit for me. I want to watch you touch yourself while my cock goes in and out of that pretty little cunt.”

Doing what he asked of me, I played with myself, feeling so close that I had to stop. Pounding in deeper, he came to a slow, leaning in to kiss me, the feel of the dog tags feeling icy against my skin. “Did I tell you to stop touching yourself, hmm?”

“No, but I'm so fucking close. I just wanna feel you.” Spreading my legs, he powerhoused inside me, my climax crashing like violent ocean waves. Still rock hard, he withdrew from me, my body feeling somehow empty without the presence of his dick. The man hadn't even taken off his pants, so when he got up, his trousers were still snug on his hips. He caressed my face with a gentle touch, appraising me with a glowing stare.

“You look so beautiful when you come. I wish I could let you stay like this, but what I need from you next is to be on all fours.” Drained from the session, I hardly had the energy to lean up, but desperate for his attention, I garnered the strength, realizing by now, I probably would have done anything he asked of me at this point.

From his closet he pulled what looked like a paddle, and a bottle of something thick and creamy, like lotion. Stalking back over, he took the belt back in his palms, pulling me in closer as he devoured me in kisses.

“I changed my mind. For the first time, Daddy wants you on his lap.” He pivoted, sitting at the edge of the bed as he encouraged me to spread across his thighs. He groped my ass, squeezing and rubbing and teasing me with light slaps with his palm.

“I fucking love this arse. It's so thick and sexy. When you're wearing them tight little skirts and dresses, it don't really do you any justice. I can't wait to make you sing for me. Do you remember what to say when you need a break?

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