Page 30 of Daddy King

She’s going to come again, her walls tightening and gaze tuning out into bleakness as she locks every muscle in her body. I stop my hammering of her pussy, her blue eyes snap back to me and eyebrows crinkled. Like a kicked dog, she hiccups her complains to me.

“Daddy, don’t be mean!”

I give a warning squeeze around her throat and she shuts up effectively with an upset pout.

“What do you say?” I stroke her quivering jaw.

Mina struggles to overcome her shyness, squirming on my stiff cock like a greedy little whore and I refuse to budge despite the breaking resolve from her teary doe-eyes.

I give her a little encouraging push through a shove of my hips, reminding her of the pleasure she’s missing.

With small hands around my thick wrist, she shrinks down into the bed with a red that takes over the pink flush.

“Please make me cum, Daddy,” she murmurs, squeaking at the dirty words coming from her sweet mouth. “Only Daddy can breed my little pussy.”

I like her like this—messy, sloppy, and utterly ruined. Quivering, sobbing and stuffed with my cock.

I come down to devour her soft lips, slanting mine in dominance over hers as she shakes when my teeth drag across her bottom lip. Mercilessly, I clamp down with a goal to bring her pain tolerance to a test. She, as sensitive she is, cries with tears brimming over her eyes. I release the abused flesh and pummel deeper inside, reaching in a place that will be full of my cum soon.

A small rivulet of blood rolls into her mouth and she tentatively licks her lip with a wince, blue eyes meekly begging for me to not bite down again.

I wasn’t planning to as I let go of her neck to turn my attention away from her lips to clamp my teeth over her fragile neck, her walls choke my cock with flooding juices as she comes like a freight train. It takes me by surprise that I caught myself before I topple over her heaving form, Mina doesn’t seem to understand where the orgasm came from, but I got the information I needed.

She can cum from anything I give her.

“A-ah!”

I muffle her scream with my lips, I only pull back to see her panting and lips swollen with a pair of seizing hands frantically searching for purchase on my wide shoulders.

Whimpering, crying, and so beautifully wrecked with my name painted in red at her lips. I hush her, sheathing back in with the same amount of attention I went for her neck. She keens as I angle my hips to rub her clit with my moving hips, thrusting and hammering her tight little cunt with slick clinging on viscously around my cock.

“Hold onto me,” I whisper in her ear, kissing the wound I created on her skin and bury my nose under her ear and growl.

She’s getting too tight, it’s hard to pull out and fuck her like I wanted to, but that doesn’t stop me. I redouble my effort when she loops her arms around me weakly, I use the springs in the bed to rut into her. it helps that I’m much stronger, my stamina and strength suppress her mere attempt to keep up with my rapidly increasing pace.

“Do you want to cum again, little girl?” my voice only slightly strained.

Mina nods gingerly, legs hugging my waist as her cunt begins to flutter at my well-aimed strokes that have her clit ensnared in a limbo of bliss.

Her blue eyes peel open, a sheen of sweat covering her forehead as her brows crinkle through a cloud of smoke. She’s too pretty, completely debauched as I promptly pick up the pace and by the look on her face, she thought she had handled all of me.

I drill her into the sheets, groaning at the sweet torture of her tiny slits gripping my cock. I use my arms to support my weight above her while simultaneously using it to leverage an angle beneath her waist, and a sensation creeps to my sensitive balls.

“Come for me, little girl,” I growl huskily, breathing her name to urge her sweet pussy to milk my cock.

Her body is trained, receiving my command like a good girl and her sodden pussy spasms sporadically. I shove my cock as deep as I can, feeding her more of my girth with her feeble arms scratching my back.

Hot seed shoots out, painting her pulsing walls with scorching whites that smear creaminess around her pussy. Our fluids mix thickly, running out of her overly stuffed cunt.

She’s wavering with heavy lids; an occasional moan of exhaustion falls from her plush lips. Mina’s not trying to sleep, but the orgasm I took from her wrecked body simply drained her and she never had the best stamina in the first place.

My cock throbs dully inside her, and she sleepily turns her face into the pillow.

“No more, Daddy,” she murmurs sluggishly.

Little trickles of warm cum spilling over my cock and onto the soiled sheets, and I’m still hard at the thought of fucking until it takes.

Without pulling away from the warm and wet walls, I twist her limp body around and yank her hips up until her ass is flush with my pelvis. She goes slack and desperately trying to stay upright when I reach deeper in this position.

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