Gregory's POV
"I want to come. Please...daddy." She begged with a needy look. I released her, impatiently, unable to control my desires. I needed to be inside her. Not only that, but I felt like if I didn't get inside her, that would be the end of me.
"Bend over." I commanded. With shaky legs, Kylie walked to the desk and bent over, holding onto the edge of the desk, her perfect legs revealing what she had underneath. I spread her wide open with my knees and gilded her skirt up until it was enough for me to view her white lace underwear.
"You're all soaked wet, angel." I cursed, cupping her p***y in my hands again. Kylie's mouth fell open, but she didn't say a word except to moan.
Such a slut... My own slut.
"I bet you want me to eat up your sweet right cunt, don't you?" Kylie shudder
