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“Fuck!” is all I can think of to say, amazed I haven’t exploded all over her face yet. “You’re so good at this, little girl. You make Daddy’s cock so fucking hard.”
She smiles coyly and I curse again, this time silently, when she closes her mouth around the crown, sucking me like my dick is a fucking lollipop. A couple more licks and she starts bobbing her head up and down with slow, methodic movements as if we have all fucking day.
“Hmmm… you taste so good… Daddy,” she purrs, acknowledging my kinks and I want her on her knees forever, sucking my cock.
“Oui,ça c'est bon!Swallow me,mon cher!Fucking hell! Your mouth feels so good.”
“You're so big,” she whispers, looking up again and I wonder where this girl’s been all my life. I can't take my eyes off her as she lavishes my shaft with slobbery kisses and then swallows down the whole thing.
“Goddamn! I’m going to come, princess. Can you swallow for me?”
She stops, only for a brief second, and looks up into my eyes.
“I will, for you, Daddy.”
Chapter 11
Jacob
Goddamn! Those fucking eyes!
That pretty little mouth.
A few more thrusts and I flood her mouth with my cum, staring as she greedily swallows my huge load without even flinching.
“Are you trying to kill me, Miss Stone?” I rasp when I finally come down to earth.
She licks her lips and I help her stand. “Didn’t I do well, Mr. Broussard?”
“I think you’d best call me Jacob, sweetheart.You’re a real piece of work, you know that?”
“Thanks,” she says, smiling up at me. “I haven’t called anyone Daddy before, you know. During sex.”
“That was only foreplay, sweetheart. Take that fucking dress off.” I pull her closer, running my hand down her soft hair. She hesitates, and I can’t think of a single reason why. “What’s the matter? Wanna stop?”
“No. I just don’t want you staring at me. My butt is too big.”
“Not a fucking chance, baby girl,” I laugh, my eyes caressing her lascivious curves. “Your butt looks absolutely delicious, sweetheart.”
“It does? I always wanted a smaller, tighter-looking ass.”
She’s taking off her dress now, presenting me with a pair of tits I can only describe as perfect.
Large, luscious, and heavy, my mouth salivates just by looking at them.
I couldn’t care less if she did have a big butt.
But she doesn’t.
She’s fucking perfect.
My mind is reeling.
The voice in my head is telling me I’m a fucked up human for wanting to fuck a girl who’s less than half my age but I won’t let fucking logic get in the way, so, fuck that.
“You’re perfect, sweetie. Want to help Daddy get out of his jeans?”
I readjust myself to avoid getting pinched by the zipper I walk toward the counter, leaning on it with one hand, and using the other to steady myself against my cane.
