"That's right, you are." Her nails dig sharply into his back and he groans; the way she cries out reverberates down through his bones like a miniature climax, his head swimming while she keens her little curses in his arms and squirms to the tune of his fingers. "My gorgeous little Salome, that's right, you're daddy's clever girl."
It's how helpless she is when she loses control that really gets him, he thinks. It's as intensely erotic as it is darling. He doesn't know whether to fuck her or protect her or both when she squirms and swears like this, when she calls for him and begs him to keep going when he hits the right patch of flesh. He could listen to her cry out like this all night, there's little else that's sweeter.
"Daddy's going to make you cum like you never have before." He kisses her mouth, his tongue brushing over hers. "I'm going to teach you all kinds of lovely things about your body that you didn't even know about, make you feel ways that none of the stupid little oafs your age have any clue about." A second finger joins the first and they both twitch upwards in a come-hither motion, drumming rapidly against that spot that gets such a gorgeous reaction out of her. It's difficult not to be too rough in light of her recent, ahem, physical induction into the world of sex, but he's still firm, still quick with his fingers, particularly when the heel of his palm rocks down to grind against her clit.
Lips pushing hard against hers, Richard practically sucks the air out of her lungs with his kiss, groaning as he drags her nearer and nearer to climax with each passing second of merciless pleasure. "Oh, this little cunt of yours is so beautiful, so tight, oh, Salome, the way you move with my fingers inside you is so sexy I can't stand it." If he kisses her much harder she's going to go into school with bruises on her mouth, but God, he can't help it, when she's in the throes of pleasure it's as if he's seeing her nuder than naked, like his eyes can burrow right under her flesh and see her at an elemental level.
With a short glance down to the beautiful sight of his hand at work upon his daughter's soaked cunt, Richard glances back to her to look her dead in the pleasure-fogged eyes and grin. His words come in a long croon, poetry with something poison now behind them, lecherous and perverse as they are sweet and tender. "Oh, Salome, Daddy loves you."
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It's how helpless she is when she loses control that really gets him, he thinks. It's as intensely erotic as it is darling. He doesn't know whether to fuck her or protect her or both when she squirms and swears like this, when she calls for him and begs him to keep going when he hits the right patch of flesh. He could listen to her cry out like this all night, there's little else that's sweeter.
"Daddy's going to make you cum like you never have before." He kisses her mouth, his tongue brushing over hers. "I'm going to teach you all kinds of lovely things about your body that you didn't even know about, make you feel ways that none of the stupid little oafs your age have any clue about." A second finger joins the first and they both twitch upwards in a come-hither motion, drumming rapidly against that spot that gets such a gorgeous reaction out of her. It's difficult not to be too rough in light of her recent, ahem, physical induction into the world of sex, but he's still firm, still quick with his fingers, particularly when the heel of his palm rocks down to grind against her clit.
Lips pushing hard against hers, Richard practically sucks the air out of her lungs with his kiss, groaning as he drags her nearer and nearer to climax with each passing second of merciless pleasure. "Oh, this little cunt of yours is so beautiful, so tight, oh, Salome, the way you move with my fingers inside you is so sexy I can't stand it." If he kisses her much harder she's going to go into school with bruises on her mouth, but God, he can't help it, when she's in the throes of pleasure it's as if he's seeing her nuder than naked, like his eyes can burrow right under her flesh and see her at an elemental level.
With a short glance down to the beautiful sight of his hand at work upon his daughter's soaked cunt, Richard glances back to her to look her dead in the pleasure-fogged eyes and grin. His words come in a long croon, poetry with something poison now behind them, lecherous and perverse as they are sweet and tender. "Oh, Salome, Daddy loves you."