Page 123 of Daddy's Little Foreigner

Sofia nodded her head and kissed him once again. She would never get tired of doing that.

"Waitfor me to come around and get you," Daddy said. "I've got to carry my bride into the house."

Sofia giggled and watched as her Daddy got out of the car and around to get her. She loved him and how he wanted to do the small things with her and for her.

"Let's get you in the house so I can ravish you," Daddy's voice was husky as he spoke.

She shivered and he picked her up. Sofia started to kiss his neck, sucking on one part to leave a mark behind. He growled and picked up his pace.

"Such a naughty Little girl," Daddy said. "Are you my naughty Little girl?"

"Yes, Daddy," she said, kissing up and down his neck again.

Before she knew it, her body bounced on the bed, and she looked at her Daddy. His eyes held hers and she could see the want and heat in his eyes. Oh, she loved that look.

"Let Daddy take off your dress," he said.

Sofia didn't have a traditional wedding dress. She didn't want one, so she had a simple white dress that went down to the floor. It hugged all of her curves and she absolutely loved it.

"Yes, Daddy," she said as she got off the bed.

The heat in his eyes grew as she stood up and he started to pull the dress off of her. The day before she had gone and gotten herself waxed. She decided before she walked down the aisle that she wasn't going to be wearing any underwear under her dress.

It was a bold move and Sofia was nervous the whole time. But it was worth it when Daddy sucked in a breath when the dress got pulled above her hips.

"No panties the whole time?" Daddy asked as he looked at her.

She nodded her head. Daddy groaned and kissed the top of her mound before pulling the rest of the dress off of her.

"Perfect," Daddy softly said. "Go lay on the bed. On your back with your legs spread."

Sofia climbed onto the bed, laying on her back and spreading her legs. She felt so exposed but she loved it. Daddy licked his lips as he stripped out of his clothes.

"Such a good girl for Daddy," he said. "Daddy's good girl."

Butterflies flew in her stomach and she felt herself getting wetter by the second. Daddy climbed onto the bed, slowly trailing his hand down her stomach, and to her perfectly waxed pussy.

"Such a pretty sight," he said.

His fingers slipped through her folds, teasing her as he went up and down several times, coating his fingers with her juices.

"Daddy can't wait to make love to you."

She couldn't wait either. Her hips moved down, trying to get his fingers to slide into her.

"Patience, Little one," Daddy said.

He gently slipped one finger into her and she moaned.

"Daddy," she moaned again as he moved his finger in and out.

"Daddy's going to add a second finger," he said right before he added it.

Sofia clenched around his fingers and raised her hips. She wanted more. She needed more.

"Daddy," she moaned. "I need you."

"Beg me," he said.

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