Every time I cum across her pretty body, her slutty eyes beg for more I can't resist. I tell myself this orgasm's the last, but there I am, buried deep inside her again, our twisted hunger never satisfied. She's my endless weakness.
βShh, thatβs it, babygirlβ¦ let Daddy stretch that pretty little mind until the only thought left is how full and owned you feel. You were made to drip for me, werenβt you? My sweet, filthy little secret.β
You can't stop, can you? Mind shattered, body a desperate mess as I breed you again and again first time I forced it deep, but now? Hours in, one whisper of "good little slut" and you're slamming back onto me, begging with every thrust to be filled, owned, broken forever
look how obedient she is being for him, practically begging him to use her throat π¦
While you would literally have to pay her for an unenthusiastic handjob