Daddy's Soaked Treasure

4. Not to spill a drop

The guys out there are closer and closer.

Surely they will enter this room, definitely seeing me sitting on the wet floor, naked, and...

No.

Daddy will be unhappy if he knows what happens today.

I have to keep this obscene soul a secret.

And I rush towards the man's erected c**k. Immediately opening my mouth and taking all the tip glistened with precum and my own juice.

The thick scent surges up to my brain.

And not even needing a command, my body does what should be the instinct of a slut.

Licking around the tip, pressing slightly to that tiny, cutie hole, and taking away all the salty c*m coming out from that mighty d**k.

God, I think I have to bring this man back home.

Or else I don't know what to eat tomorrow.

"s**t! You're about to persuade me this way? Using your mouth?" The man growls before grasping my hair and pushing his c**k into my throat. "This upper hole is somehow even better than the one down there."

"Umm... Mmm..." The mouth is fulfilled makes me unable to take but giving out some ragged groans, syncing with his big balls smashing my chin as he f***s my mouth harder.

"Take it all, b***h, it's not time to moan."

My eyes roll back in pleasure.

His shaft is literally a monster.

It's so huge that the base is still outside while the tip is already choking me in my throat.

I can't hold back my tears, my saliva, as well as... my own c*m flowing fiercely from my soaked folds.

Why is it so big? Somehow similar to my daddy's heavenly d**k.

All the air required to survive is slowly running out, just the tasty c**k left right here.

I can't stop sucking it. My cheeks hollow.

God, I feel like I'm choked by daddy.

It would be the best way to end this f*****g disgusting life if I am suffocated by his huge c**k as it nudges deeper and deeper.

My body would try to breathe, but my noses are buried in his curly base. And his tip? Already getting stuck in my clutching throat.

Unbreathable.

His dense c*m would fill up my stomach by the time my body is giving off the last wave of orgasm...

If someone finds my dead body, they would see such a filthy slut dying with a smile on the face filled by white cum...

Daddy... Where should I find you?

"Who's there?"

That abrupt voice pulls me back to reality.

"Let go of me! How dare you tie me up!"

The stepping sounds out there suddenly stop as someone else enters this toilet.

Then some chaos happens, I'm not sure, just hearing someone saying with a furious voice.

"If you have no money, move your ass right to your home and rub your tiny d***s using the free adult videos, okay? Entering our nightclub, drinking our beverages for free and now trying to masturbate in our toilet?"

"Do you think that we're the fools?"

I don't know what happens next, because the man has taken his p***s away from my mouth, then pushed me down to the floor.

His hands grip my hip.

His erected c**k thrusts again into my soaked folds, and instantly, my terrible p***y responds to this big guest with relentless throbbing.

"Ahhhh!"

"This time no one will interrupt us, little bitch."

He says, his c**k nudges back and forth, stronger and stronger, smashing my womb with violence.

My entire body moves along his actions.

All my senses are merged into just one in my p***y, trying its best to convulse tighter, leaving the big form of that d**k on my belly.

"Ahhhh~ No... It's... Too deep... I'm gonna be f****d to death... too harsh..."

"Death?" The man giggles over my head, pushing my hip closer to his, answering, "little slut, guys in hell have no big c***s to satisfy you. And heaven?"

"Heaven is right here!"

"AHHH!"

The man growls, his length slides for the last time. His tip smashes open my womb, and his hot rope of c*m spurts harsh, filling up the greedy space inside.

My belly is swollen with c*m as I reach the orgasm at the same time, and even...

"How filthy you are."

The man draws his c**k with a "pop", seeing the golden liquid streaming from my cunt with a smirk.

I can't say a word.

My body is now something made by mud, completely powerless, laying on my own mixture of c*m and urine like a tattered s*x doll.

The coat is already soaked with all types of liquid. Lacey might wonder where I have gone to make it wet, and of course, I can't tell the truth.

The only working thing on my body is surely not my brain, but the cunt still clenching around nothing.

Ahhh, I guess I'm about to pass out.

Until...

"Ah! W-what... are you... doing?"

The man's beautiful fingers tear takes a handkerchief from his pocket and pushes it into my dripping hole.

Deep, and tight.

My back arches up instantly, dripping some of white c*m.

"Bring all my blessings back home." He says with calmness as if he is not the man f*****g me until I peed, one hand grasping my arm and pulling me up. "Don't let anyone know that you're full of c*m, and don't spill even a drop, remember?"

"Or else you'll be punished next time."

I just gasp, asking breathlessly.

"How could you find me to punish me...? We don't even know each other..."

The man soon returns to his elegant appearance in minutes while I'm still messy, struggling to get back from the terrible yet satisfying s*x.

No one can imagine that it is this gentleman who turned me into this.

"A dirty slut will always find her daddy when her cunt is hungry, right?" That man just leaves a sentence before opening the door and disappearing in the corner.

I don't think so.

I've successfully escaped from my grandfather, a shitty old man who fed me with violence since my childhood, bringing all his money with me.

Now I have gone for three months, and my dear grandfather doesn't know where the hell I have been, even though eighteen years of beating me with his leather belt.

How could a stranger find me so easily?

But...

"Oh my God, Karla! Where the hell have you gone? Your phone is turned off! Girl, it's just one second away from my call to the police!"

Lacey rushes towards me right at the moment she sees my trembling figure at the street corner. I guess my cheeks are still blushing, because her eyes looking at me are full of worry.

I smile.

"Sorry, Lacey, I've just fallen asleep... I'd better go back to the dorm." I tilt my head, gasping heavily. "I don't know how my coat gets wet, too."

"God, it's been raining for a while... Don't tell me that you took a nap somewhere outside."

I just give her a tasteless smile.

I shouldn't have brought you here under such weather." Lacey sighs, holding my arms, then she asks. "So... Not waiting for the guy similar to daddy Zeston anymore?"

I shake my head.

"No."

Because my belly is already full of his semen, Lacey.