DAISY
I was standing in front of the mirror, Grayson daddy behind me. Actually, I wasn't doing much of standing. Daddy was holding me up by my waist and if he let go of me, I would immediately crash down to my knees or even fall down to my ass.
I had no strength left in these legs. My p***y felt stretched out and sore and I think it would be right for me to accept that I would lose this dare. It had been obvious right from the beginning anyways, that I could not win.
But somehow, a part of me was still wanting this and until this desire was completely spent, until I could really not take even one thrust anymore, I would not beg them to stop.
I looked at my face in the mirror. Rough, messy and tear streaked and yet I looked f*****g sexy.
"Having fun watching yourself, ugh?" Daddy G
