“I need you inside me. In the car, I kept clenching around nothing. I want to feel you filling me.”
“f**k,” Daddy growls as he wraps my panties around his hands, then tugs hard.
The material stretches to capacity, digging into my stomach. The sound of material ripping fills the quiet little room, and then my panties fall away.
I hurry to unhook my bra before he can rip that off as well. It falls to the floor with a wet plop.
Turning me, Daddy stands. I don’t know how he does it, but suddenly,
I’m the one on the bench and he’s standing before me. He spreads our towels onto the wood and presses my shoulders back.
I lie down, watching as he pushes at the elastic waist of his joggers with impatient hands. When his erection pops free unhindered, I realize that he left his pants on because
