Page 316 of Tempted By her Daddies

“So pretty.” He ran a finger down her pussy. “I didn’t realize it would be so beautiful.”

“Is it?”

“Have you never looked at it?”

“No!” Why would she do that?

“Sit up and keep your legs spread wide,” he bossed. “I will find a mirror.”

“Rome! I can’t look at myself,” she protested as he came out of the bathroom with a handheld mirror.

“Of course you can.” He placed the mirror between her legs. “Now look.”

This might be the most embarrassing thing she’d ever done but she peered into the mirror. He reached down with his hand and parted her lower lips.

Oh wow.

That did look hot.

It probably wouldn’t have without his hand there, but yeah . . . super hot.

“Isn’t she pretty?” Roman asked.

“Yes, she is. I never realized.”

“Every part of you is amazing, darling girl, and nothing should be off-limits.”

“I was always made to feel like I shouldn’t be a girl,” she confessed. “That it was wrong or bad or . . . inferior, I guess.”

“I know what it feels like to be uncomfortable with your body, to feel like you’re not good enough,” he told her.

Yeah, if anyone would understand it was Roman.

“But we shouldn’t let them have any hold over us. We can’t let them dictate who we are or how we should act. Understand?”

That was the fiercest she thought she’d ever heard him.

“I hear you. I might look at her every morning.”

He chuckled. “And when you do, you tell yourself that you are strong, you are beautiful, and you are more than enough.”

“Thanks, Rome.”

“No problem, darling girl. Now, lay back down. I have the urge to taste you.”

No one was moresurprised than him by his words or the urge to taste her pussy.

But he couldn’t deny it.

In fact, he’d been thinking about it for a long time. He’d even watched some instructional videos.

He just hoped that he didn’t mess this all up.

“Oh, thank God,” she said as she lay back and drew her legs up to her chest again.

He hadn’t been lying before.

Her pussy was a piece of art. Parting her lips, he took a long lick.

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