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JAX
Jax
My king-sized bed was low to the ground, topped by a velvet throw, and suited my purposes perfectly. I set her down on the mattress so her lips were at c**k-level.
She placed my belt buckle on her cheek, and I pulled my c**k out of my pants, already rock hard, in my hand.
“May I?” she purrs.
“May you what?”
“May I please suck on your c**k, Daddy? Pretty, pretty please?”
“I don’t know; depends,” loving the teasing mood she was in I gently gripped her chin. Two could play at this game.
I slowly stroked my shaft up and down, teasing her, “Was my kitten a good girl while she was out with her friends?”
She nods sweetly up at me, “Yes, Daddy. Will you please let me suck your c**k? I’ve been a good girl, and I want to show you how I can lick it and suck on it until it explode
