“You like that, little one?” he asks and I nod.
“It feels so nice when you do that. I like it a lot.”
“More?” he asks.
“Yes, please, Daddy.”
He pushes two fingers in and twists them deep.
“More, Daddy,” I tell him and he does. Three fingers and I whimper for him.
“Such a good girl,” he says and I whimper again when he finger-fucks my ass.
That’s enough to have him rising to his knees and pushing my legs back, his big cock hard once more. I’m desperate for it all over again, turned on like nothing I’ve known before.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” I say.
He dips his head, drops a kiss on my clit, another on my pussy lips, and another on my asshole, and my God it takes everything not to jump up and ravish him.
“Please, Daddy. Please. I need you inside me.”
“I love you so, so much,” he says and sinks his cock into my sopping wet pussy.
“I love you so much, too, Daddy,” I tell him and he fucks me hard. Pins me and fucks me and doesn’t stop until he comes again.
And so it continues, we fuck on wet bedsheets for hours, through so many different flavours. From loving, gentle missionary, to rough doggy, to the filth ofDaddyforcing his fingers into his naughty girl’s asshole.
I love every single second of it.
He’s holding me as the first hint of dawn lightens the room, and I’m smiling against his naked chest. I could be this version of Holly for ever.
He lets out a long sigh and strokes my hair.
“One last time before breakfast,” he says and my heart leaps and so does my pussy.
But no.
“Pigtails in, please,” he says and he’s dangling my two scrunchies before my eyes.
I obey, pigtails in, and I realise what he wants when pulls the covers back and nudges me down there, opening his legs.
“Suck Daddy’s cock like the good daughter you really are,” he says, “and I want my cum all over your sweet face.”
“Of course, Daddy.”
My pussy is disappointed, but still. I’m more than happy to suck his cock. Happy to see my daddy moaning and groaning every time I retch.
“Now, little one,” he says, “do it now!”
I pull away and jerk his cock fast, mouth wide, tongue out, and I take three spurts of cum across the face before the last spurts fill my mouth.
I lick him clean. I even scoop the cum from my face with my fingers and lick those clean, too.
“You’re the best daughter a man could ever hope for,” he says, stroking my hair.
“You’re amazing too, Daddy. You’re the best there could be,” I tell him and I mean it.
“I’m proud of you, Holly,” he says, “you’ve been such a good girl.”