Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 95(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 63(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 95(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 63(@300wpm)
I spank her hard before I press my cock against the entrance to her hole. I rub my tip around, feeling the wetness, coating my crown with her arousal.
“Don’t tease me, Daddy,” she whimpers, looking back at me over her shoulder.
“Yeah, you want it, baby?” I ask, pressing my tip inside, drawing a gasp from her. “You want my cock to fill you up?”
She nods with desperation. “Yes, Daddy. Please,”
I love teasing her—hearing the tone of her voice as I play with her. But I’m only toying with myself at the same time.
I can’t hold out any longer. I thrust fully inside, bottoming out inside her pussy.
We cry out together. I seize her hips and begin pumping, not holding back this time.
“Rub your clit, baby,” I tell her. “Use two fingers and play with it while I fuck you.”
Mandy obeys immediately, reaching down between her legs as she begins to follow my command. She tilts her head back toward the ceiling, her mouth hanging open as though in a silent scream.
“Getting dirty in the shower,” I tease, leaning in to trace a line up the back of her neck with my tongue. “You really do bring out the naughty in me.”
Mandy’s mouth twists into a smile as I continue to pound her. I feel her pussy begin to clench down on my cock as I snatch her hair with my fist and tug, wrenching her body back, emphasizing her already dramatic curves.
She looks like an absolute goddess. With every single thrust, her ass bounces against my cock and her tits swing, slapping against the title wall with an audible smacking sound. Even with the water falling down on us, I can feel her wetness dripping down all over me.
“I’m so close, Daddy,” she moans, moving her fingers back and forth faster between her legs.
“So am I, baby,” I growl as my cock stiffens inside her, reaching the point where explosion is inevitable. My balls are taut, and my cum is ready to be unleashed. “Come for me, baby. Let me feel it.”
I close my lips around her earlobe and continue thrusting as best I can, but my cock is being squeezed by her hot cunt like it’s a closed fist. I can barely even move as I try to fuck her, but it’s no surprise why.
Mandy goes off, and a moan bursts forth from her lips. Her entire body quivers, and she reaches back to grab hold of my leg for balance as her climax rocks her.
I hold her steady with one hand but reach out to brace myself against the wall as my own orgasm hits me like a truck. I thrust hard one last time and spray my seed as deep into her as it can go.
We find each other’s lips and deeply kiss as our climaxes ripple through our bodies, pulse after pulse of pure pleasure, an intensity I’ve never known until now. If my lips weren’t wrapped around hers right now, I’m pretty sure I’d be screaming from just how good this feels.
Finally, as we both begin to come down, we pull back and smile at each other.
“Can we do that every morning, Daddy?”
“I think that sounds great.” I grin, pecking her on the lips. “And I’ve got a great idea for the rest of the morning.”
“You don’t have to go to work?”
“Not today.” I shake my head. “Today is a day to celebrate my girl being home. And to do that, what do you say we go spend a little money on you?”
7
Mandy
The Carozza Boutique. I never thought I would set foot in this store, but here I am with Daddy, picking out any pair of heels I want as a treat for me returning home.
I already picked out a gorgeous white top with these frilly arms that I really wish I had during my trip that they’re holding for me at the register. Daddy said I could get some more things, but this place is expensive, and I’m already feeling guilty being here, so I told him that the top and a pair of shoes would be enough.
I feel like some kind of celebrity being in here with him. There are four women on staff, and all of them are making it obvious that if I need anything from them, they’ll be by my side in a second. But at the same time, they’re not making it awkward by staring or lurking or anything like that.
They are, however, shooting the occasional glance at Daddy. And honestly, I can’t blame them.
When we first walked in, the girl that greeted us wasn’t able to hide her reaction.
“Well, hello!” she practically blurted out as she looked him up and down. “How are you doing?”
Daddy chuckled, and I think she must have realized her blunder because she quickly corrected how she was speaking from that point on. But she and the rest of the girls’ mouths were pretty much hanging open as he strode into the store with me on his arm.