“Are you trying to distract me from my initial question?” I angle my hips and readjust her to a place where she can rub that delicious little cunt up and down every inch of me, because apparently, I’m a masochist. She makes an eager sound and begins a low, sinful grind, her feet dangling two feet from the ground. “I asked about…” I’m already laboring to breathe. I asked about you being abandoned…”
“I know.” She brings her mouth close to mine, releasing a warm exhale across my lips. “I also know you’re asking because you want to explore whether or not I have daddy issues. Because of this.” She grinds faster. “Because of us.”
“Yes,” I manage, my balls pulsing with the unbearable weight of semen. My God, if this is how she rides me as a virgin, I can only imagine how she’d be with a little
