Cheryl
“You’re gonna get Daddy so f*****g hard, sucking your breasts, aren’t you?” Miles coaxed, his voice thick with desire.
His words only made me wetter—so much wetter.
“Yeah,” I whimpered, watching as he pulled my bra down, exposing my erect n*****s. Goosebumps prickled across my skin.
He cupped my breasts gently, teasing my n****e with his tongue before taking it into his warm mouth, sucking hard, igniting a fire deep inside me.
I was so f*****g aroused.
My toes curled in my boots as Mr. Han pulled out my other breast, rolling my perky n****e between his fingers, playing with it like he knew exactly what it did to me. The pleasure was overwhelming—hot, consuming. It felt like I was going to explode.
My lips quivered, trembled with pure ecstasy.
Miles just knew how to pleasure
