He is probably painfully right about that. No one her age could make her feel as good as he does, he knows her inside and out, what to say, how to touch her and hold her. How to fuck her and bring her to the most amazing and glorious orgasms ever. Everyone else would just be a disappointment, a waste of time, a reminder that they aren't him. He perhaps ruined her for life when it comes to sex and she has no idea how she feels abut that.
She doesn't feel or think much about anything at the moment. Her brain is awash with pleasure and with the pain medications that make everything fuzzy and white. She wraps her arm around, holding him weakly as he finishes off in her, oh she does love it when he comes inside of her, so wicked.
Everything, everyone goes limp and she nuzzles up against him, eyes refusing to open as they share kisses and touches. She is fading, her body spent and her brain screaming for sleep. She dozes off lightly a few times and then wakens to a sort of twilight conscious. "I love you, papa, you'll never be without me. How could I leave you? You're my favorite. And not just because you make me come." A sleepy smile and she groans when he rolls.
Movement is bad, her stomach lurches but settles down when they do. "Don't go, just sleep, papa, you need to sleep. I don't need anything." She starts to pet his head, playing with his hair as she starts to fade once again. "There, there, we'll go to sleep now. Shhhh."
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Date: 2013-01-11 05:09 pm (UTC)She doesn't feel or think much about anything at the moment. Her brain is awash with pleasure and with the pain medications that make everything fuzzy and white. She wraps her arm around, holding him weakly as he finishes off in her, oh she does love it when he comes inside of her, so wicked.
Everything, everyone goes limp and she nuzzles up against him, eyes refusing to open as they share kisses and touches. She is fading, her body spent and her brain screaming for sleep. She dozes off lightly a few times and then wakens to a sort of twilight conscious. "I love you, papa, you'll never be without me. How could I leave you? You're my favorite. And not just because you make me come." A sleepy smile and she groans when he rolls.
Movement is bad, her stomach lurches but settles down when they do. "Don't go, just sleep, papa, you need to sleep. I don't need anything." She starts to pet his head, playing with his hair as she starts to fade once again. "There, there, we'll go to sleep now. Shhhh."