My Best Friend’s Dad 03

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I woke up to sunlight slicing through the blinds and Dominic’s c**k already hard inside me, he’d rolled his hips lazily, stretching me open again, thick and relentless. I was still on top of him, his c*m and mine dried sticky between my thighs, my cheek pressed to his chest. The slow drag of his shaft against my swollen walls pulled a broken moan from my throat before I was even fully conscious. “Morning, princess,” he rumbled, his voice rough with sleep. One big hand slid down my spine and spread my ass cheeks, letting the cool air kiss where we were joined. “Daddy’s been keeping you warm all night. Feel how full you are?” I whimpered, clenching around him involuntarily. He groaned low, hips bucking once, hard enough to jolt me forward. My n*****s dragged across his chest hair and I gas

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