LIA
When his weight lowers onto me, I spread my legs and arch into him like a cat. His firm chest grazes over my n*****s, sending tingles down my stomach where they settle in my c**t.
His erection presses against my inner thigh, moving up and down with the rock of his hips. With each flex of his pelvis, he moves a little closer to where I want him most. I’m nervous about his size, but not so much that I’ll stop what’s happening.
I want him to be the one — my first. I always figured that once a guy has permission, he’d immediately thrust home.
Daddy takes his time. He moves against me, making me wetter and wetter. I lift to meet each brush of his shaft. It feels like he’s dragging this out forever. I need him to fill me up.
“More. Please. I need more, Daddy.”
With a groan, he pulls ba
