Page 54 of Hey, Daddy

“You always sleep with no panties?” I asked.

She smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “Only when I’m waiting for a sexy detective to break in in the middle of the night.” She paused. “I had no clue that you were right next door the whole time, though.”

Why did I like that she’d been waiting for me to do the one thing I’d had to talk myself down from doing for the last month?

“I should’ve snuck in sooner,” I said as I bent down and ran my lips along the line of her nightgown.

I tugged it down with my teeth, baring her breasts, and feasted on her.

I licked, sucked, and pinched each nipple to a turgid peak, causing her to writhe underneath me.

Her phone rang, and I continued my assault on her breasts but did stop long enough to say, “Answer it.”

She hesitated, and I pulled away from one delectable nipple with a loud pop, then reached over and answered it for her.

Placing it on speaker, not paying attention to who exactly it was, I tossed it on the bed beside her.

She inhaled deeply, and a female voice on the other end said, “Hello? Nastya?”

I moved down the length of her body, stopping when my head was between her legs.

“H-hello?” Nastya stuttered out when I licked a trail up her pussy lips.

“Oh, hey. Sorry I didn’t hear you answer,” the woman said.

“It’s okay, Elianora,” Nastya replied. “What’s up?”

“I just got a call from a trusted source inside the police department,” she explained. “It’s pertaining to your case. So from what I’m hearing, the woman that was found in your car is one of four other murders. Or three. They weren’t very clear about that. But the source believes that this is a serial killer. Andsince we know that you weren’t out of state for the other three, and you have a solid alibi, I’m fairly sure that you’ll be off the prime suspect list now.”

I reached my arm around her thigh and spread her pussy lips with my thumb and forefinger, baring her clit to me.

I took a soft suckle, grinning wickedly when she squeaked in surprise.

“That’s, um, really great news. What’s the next step?” Nastya asked.

“The next step is finding out what the FBI knows about this,” she said. “I’m heading up there now to dig around and find out more information. My informant is meeting me up there and handing over what’s been found so far.”

I was partially curious about who this informant was but had much better things to think about at the moment…such as how great her pussy tasted.

I circled her clit with my tongue, the taste of her bursting against my tastebuds, and couldn’t stop myself from grinding my cock into the bed.

Lifting one thigh, I pushed it up and out, revealing more of her.

She helped me out by lifting her other thigh and holding it open with her hand on her knee.

The other hand was holding her phone, and she was staring at me with a dazed expression that made me feel ten feet tall.

Now, I was a forty-year-old man.

I’d had plenty of pussy in my mouth since I’d become sexually active, but I had to admit, no one had ever tasted like Nastya.

It was a combination of her delicious taste and the knowledge that she could be mine, that made me begin to devour her without pause.

She was panting now.

On the outskirts of my mind, I heard her still talking to the lawyer, but my entire focus was on making her come.

Specifically, come hard.

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