Her tongue was still out, making a mess, but she didn't care at all. She kept her legs wrapped around my waist, rocking forward to meet my thrusts. Her chest wasn't totally freed yet from her dress, and I didn't like that. I wanted to watch her breasts bounce as I f****d her cunt. I wanted to watch her hardened n*****s.
So I ripped her dress without even thinking, because right now, I don't have the capacity for thoughts.
Her breasts sprang out, bouncing as I f****d her harder.
I held her waist as I thrust into her, my eyes fixed on hers.
“Yes!” she moaned loud enough for the whole mansion to hear. “Yes, daddy! Yes!”
Fucking hell, it was like she was a totally different person. You wouldn't think soft, calm Isabella could moan like this and be so dirty. No one could have guessed. A
