"I’m yours, baby girl. Daddy's your personal c**k. Your dirty f**k. Anytime, baby. Use daddy's d**k. Let daddy make it all better, baby. Your c**k, not your mom's," Dean spat out dumb s**t he couldn't keep to, but f**k the horny w***e was riding him like a possessed woman.
He would have said anything to keep that p***y clenching while slipping up and down his d**k.
She laughed breathlessly, slamming down harder.
That's it, daddy. Earn my f*****g silence.
“I'm serious, daddy. You're going to make me c*m every day. Your princess will walk around dripping your c*m while your wife smiles at me like nothing’s wrong. Touch her p***y while I'm using this d**k and I'll have your sick ass thrown in jail," Tracy choked out, now hovering over Dean as she f****d him harder, pinning him in plac
