Page 75 of Daddy's Little Farmer

“Okay.”

He got some gel on his finger. “Hold onto me.”

She did and then jerked when he pushed the finger as far as it would go into her ass. They played a bit but had never got to the point where he made her his in all ways.

“How do you like that?” he asked.

“Oh, God, Daddy.”

He slid two fingers into her and watched her expression, looking for any pain or discomfort, but her breathing got more labored, and she tried pushing back against him.

“Daddy.”

“I know. Let’s try for three.” He had thought of fucking her ass in bed, but he couldn’t wait.

She took it and begged for more.

“Face the wall, baby.”

He gripped her hips to keep her from slipping, lined his cock up to her tiny anus, and started pushing into her.

“Oh, Daddy.”

He pressed his body against her, wrapped an arm around her waist, and started sliding in and out of her. He bent her forward so it was easier for her to take him.

They both groaned when he pushed through the muscle and continued to glide in and out in a slow rocking rhythm, sinking every inch of his cock into her until he couldn’t go any farther.

“Harder, Daddy.”

He started pumping in and out of her. It wasn’t long before he felt her start to tighten on his cock.

“Come for me, baby.”

She screamed and clamped down on him and withered.

He held onto her tightly with one arm and the other he had to brace against the side of the shower as he thrust several more times before he came, filling her ass with his cum. He surmised her shudder and tiny ripple over her body was another small orgasm. He held them steady as he fought to get his heartbeat under control and his strength back.

“Easy, baby. I’m going to lift you off me and then wash you.”

She nodded, but he could tell she was very close to falling asleep, so he hurried. He wrapped a towel around her, set her on the bench on the other side of the shower, and quickly washed.

“Are you okay there for a minute?” he asked.

“Yes.”

He cleaned himself and was back, picking her up and setting her on the counter. He wrapped a towel around his hips and then tackled her hair. Her hair was so long and thick, and he loved playing with it. Right now, he just wanted it dry so he could lay her down.

Finally, after several minutes, he had her cuddled up against him in bed, and he heard her breathing deepen.

“I will do better, baby. I love you so much. I won’t screw up again.”

“Okay, Daddy.”

He grinned and closed his own eyes. They were where they needed to be.

Later, after they woke up, he made her eat, and then they went down to see her animals. He could see her happiness being around them.

He pulled Porter aside. “I want a house built close to the pond.”

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