"c*m on my c**k,” he ordered one afternoon, two fingers rubbing tight circles on her c**t while he f****d her deep and steady. “I want to feel this p***y squeeze me. Now. Be a good girl and c*m for daddy.”
Janet could barely stand the demands anymore.
The s*x and everything in between was like a fever dream. She felt she belonged beneath him. On top of him. Her p***y wrapped around him snugly. Huffing and puffing, sharing silly grins after the s*x while he held her close.
And yet, every time he said "c*m for daddy", reality crashed in on her.
They were on borrowed time.
She was setting herself up for heartbreak.
Did "c*m for daddy" mean "stay with me" or "Let me humiliate you, then get the f**k out"? Was he just biding his time until he could go back to the rotation?
She hardl
