Her body usually answers before her mouth does.
The way her thighs press together when you use a certain tone with her. The almost invisible lean forward. The shallowing of breath when she realizes the man in front of her is not going to be moved.
Good girl… stay still for Daddy.
I bury my face between those soft little thighs, tongue flat and greedy as I devour that sweet dripping pussy. Every whimper, every twitch of your hips belongs to me. I’m gonna ruin you with my mouth until you’re shaking and begging for more.