She feels as though she has been swimming for a very long time. Lap after lap till her arms and legs feel like jello and her breath hurts in her lungs. It's such a wonderful feeling, coupled with this near panic over drowning, like she needs to find air, where did it all go? She gasps and gasps as her eyes open and she stares up at the ceiling of her bedroom, all hazy and watery like peering up from the bottom of a pool. She has no idea how to move, what to think or to feel so she just lets herself float, twitching against him and the bed, riding out the aftershocks of her orgasm, basking in that glow that she has not felt before - not this strongly. She is safe and loved and she can feel him and hear him moving against her.
His touch to her mouth brings her back to him and she smiles, nipping at the finger that presses against her mouth and she nods her head slightly. "I want your cock, daddy, I have for such a very long time." She reaches for him, her hands on his biceps as if she could pull him up her body. He is able to do that himself and when he is against her and his mouth to hers, she wraps her arms around him and kisses him over and over, his mouth is like wine. Someone had to write that line before, but she finds it's true. Each time she kisses him she falls deeper and deeper till she feels like she is spinning as fast as possible like she did when she was little. Spinning around and around till she falls down and the whole world goes around her behind her eyelids.
She gives him her breath, her kiss, her tongue and while she is giving him that, she reaches down between them to give him some relief for his cock. Undoing his belt, working on the fly of his slacks as she opens her eyes slowly and smiles. "I know it's going to hurt, I'm not scared. I know you wouldn't hurt me intentionally." Yeah, right, he'd never, but that's something for another day.
"You make me feel so good, so safe and so depraved all at the same time. It's so much better knowing you're just as dirty as I am, that you want this as much as I do. And you do, don't you? I can feel how hard you are, I can see in your eyes just how much you need it. Tell me you want my cunt."
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His touch to her mouth brings her back to him and she smiles, nipping at the finger that presses against her mouth and she nods her head slightly. "I want your cock, daddy, I have for such a very long time." She reaches for him, her hands on his biceps as if she could pull him up her body. He is able to do that himself and when he is against her and his mouth to hers, she wraps her arms around him and kisses him over and over, his mouth is like wine. Someone had to write that line before, but she finds it's true. Each time she kisses him she falls deeper and deeper till she feels like she is spinning as fast as possible like she did when she was little. Spinning around and around till she falls down and the whole world goes around her behind her eyelids.
She gives him her breath, her kiss, her tongue and while she is giving him that, she reaches down between them to give him some relief for his cock. Undoing his belt, working on the fly of his slacks as she opens her eyes slowly and smiles. "I know it's going to hurt, I'm not scared. I know you wouldn't hurt me intentionally." Yeah, right, he'd never, but that's something for another day.
"You make me feel so good, so safe and so depraved all at the same time. It's so much better knowing you're just as dirty as I am, that you want this as much as I do. And you do, don't you? I can feel how hard you are, I can see in your eyes just how much you need it. Tell me you want my cunt."