Page 52 of Big Daddy Sheriff

He held her cheeks tightly, not letting up. His tongue bathed her in its serpentine dance. It slipped in and out of her forbidden orifice, making her squirm. She could feel her orgasm building once again, the wave threatening to wash over her.

"Come for me, honey," he whispered.

His words pushed her over the edge. Her body trembled, a deep groan escaping her throat.

"Quinn!" It was a cry that came from her soul. "I'm coming!"

And she was. Hard. Her body convulsed with her release, and she nearly collapsed. But Daddy held her firm.

As she was finishing, Quinn stood long enough to shed his clothes. She lurched again as his hand came between her legs. She was flowing like a fountain, and it was evident from the ravenous look on his face that he could barely restrain himself. He collected a measure on his hands and rubbed it all over his cock. He repeated the process until his manhood was glistening with her natural lubricant. Then, he pressed his cockhead against her hole. Her eyes widened.

"Daddy's going to make his little girl come again."

She nodded. He was already doing it. She felt a new rush of wetness between her legs.

He began to push.

"Just relax, love," he told her. "Daddy will go slow."

She breathed deeply. He was slow and methodical, keeping true to his word and not rushing things.

When he finally entered her, she squealed.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes! Don't stop, Daddy."

He continued, pushing in deeper and deeper.

She cried out when his length filled her. It was the most wonderful feeling she'd ever experienced. New heights of pleasure were unlocked and she was so thankful her first time was with Daddy.

He moved in and out, slowly at first.

"Oooh!" she squealed.

He picked up the pace. She began to thrust her hips backward, trying to meet his. They found their rhythm, and it wasn't long before his cock was thrusting in and out of her.

He leaned over, cupping her breasts as he did. "That's a good girl. Does that feel good?"

"It feels so, so good!"

"Do you want Daddy to go faster?"

"Yes! Yes, Daddy! Please."

He happily obliged.

She could feel another orgasm beginning to build. She never imagined she could come like this.

"Harder, Daddy," she pleaded. "Please."

He gave it to her harder. Deeper. Faster.

They were both panting. Sweat was beginning to coat their skin. Precum was seeping into her tight hole, the sensation pushing her closer to another powerful release.

"Come for Daddy," Quinn growled through gritted teeth.

Alyssa continued to breathe deeply. The room was spinning. She was acutely aware of how it felt, her bottom slamming into his rock-hard stomach as his shaft plunged her depths.

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