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π "PLEASE, DADDY" - PART 2 πWhen we left this yesterday, Mis..
🕑 Added 2025-03-05 17:00:26 +0000 UTCπ "PLEASE, DADDY" - PART 2 π
When we left this yesterday, Miss Six didn't need me to speak up, as she was no longer wearing a towel. We rejoin the action after she told me she wanted to be fucked...
"Oh you do, do you?" I shot back, smiling at the naked beauty lying before me letting it all show, watching as she played with and squeezed a breast in one hand, while beckoning me to join her with the other.
She said nothing. She lay there, switching to her other breast, and giving me her best "join me" expression.
"You don't want to warm each other up first?"
"Get down here and warm me up, then"
"No." I stood over her, and began to open my towel, watching amusedly as her expression moved from needy, to confused at my refusal to pleasure her, and finally to hungry as her eyes came to rest on the erection now pointing straight over her. I opted to remind her who was in charge.
"...you want my tongue, sit up and earn it."
She turned over and I stared hungrily at the backside now poking up in the air as she shifted onto her front to allow herself access to the bottom drawer of my bedside table. She rolled over again a few seconds later, brandishing our box of flavoured lubricants, and then sat herself up in front of me.
A click signalled the opening of a tube - candy floss, I think it was - then a cold sensation on the tip of my cock as she applied it. The next sensation was a few minutes of incredible pleasure as my slicked-up cock disappeared between her lips.
She drew me close to the edge before I stopped her and lay her back on the bed. I dropped to my knees, and had an idea... as nice as pussy tastes au naturel, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about with those flavoured lubes. I pulled a random one out of the box - strawberry, as it turned out - dripped some onto her already wet entrance, and licked slowly from bottom to top, sliding my tongue through her lips and across her clit.
Strawberry flavoured pussy tastes incredible. I lapped, sucked and kissed my way hungrily around her, and as I focused my tongue work on her clit, slid two fingers inside her. She came instantly - swearing loudly, and as I felt her tighten and convulse around the digits caressing her g-spot, my mind wandered to here, where I'd watched a pussy convulsing just like this as it's delightful owner made herself cum over and over again.
Miss Six, too, was in the throes of multiple bursts of ecstasy. Every time she came down from an orgasm a new one would hit until, eventually, her whole body bucked and shook. The swearing reached a crescendo, and I heard a whimper of "I'm cumming... I'm fucking cumming... holy fuck" before she screamed and tightened around me so much I feared I might not get my fingers back.
Finally, the pleasure subsided. Breathing heavily, she pushed my head away and demanded, again, to be fucked. I felt powerful. I felt cheeky. I felt like pushing my luck... so that's exactly what I did.
"Blow me again first and I'll give you whatever you want."
Without complaint, she pulled herself back up, applied a fresh helping of candy floss, and gave me the kind of head she only manages to produce when she's been turned up to 11. My mind couldn't help wandering again as she tried valiantly to deepthroat me and I pictured a cock disappearing completely - effortlessly - into a mouth on here. At one point I held her head in place and facefucked her - gently, but still too far. I let her re-take the reins for another minute before moving her into position for the main event.
"Now will you fuck me?"
"Manners"
"Please fuck me" - her voice was pleading. I had one final idea in mind. One final push of my luck, inspired by recent fantasies and a desire to see if it worked as well for real.
"Address me properly and try again."
"Please fuck me... daddy."
I could no longer resist, I could no longer play with her needs. With a single push I sunk fully inside her. We both moaned as we felt me entering her, soaked and slick and effortless. It felt incredible, and as I thrust in and out our moans reverberated off the walls.
I watched her play with her clit until she came again, feeling her squeezing my cock as if trying to pull it even deeper inside, and then I took over with my own hand to give her another, and another.
By this time I was approaching the point of no return myself.
"Cum in me". A request normally mumbled from obligation was being gasped desperately. She needed it. She wanted it. She was over the line of inhibition, and stepping up her game. I almost complied immediately.
"Forgotten your manners? Already?"
"Please cum in me..."
"...and my name?"
"Daddy... please cum in me. Please fill me up, daddy... please?"
The desperate, begging tone in her voice was unmistakable. This girl, who I normally get to fuck once a week if I'm lucky, who doesn't do dirty talk, was begging, needing, wanting me to flood her insides.
I gave her what she wanted. With a final push into her as deep as I could go, I groaned like some sort of animal and pulsed rope after rope of thick cum into her. All the while beneath me, I could hear triumphant moans of "yes... yes... just like that..."
As the last drips finally found their way out, I collapsed, exhausted, onto her chest. A few seconds of silence, then we both began to laugh. We were so sweaty, so exhausted, so sticky that we needed another shower. As I pulled out, my load followed, coating and covering her pussy. I wish I'd been able to take a picture.
I wish I could explain what had gotten into Miss Six lately...
...but I hope it never leaves. β€οΈ
