Kendra arches her ass against me, and there’s no hiding the fact that I’m hard. So damn hard. “Luther.” I exhale against her skin. “When we fuck in this house, you call me Daddy. Now reach back and take my dick out.” She does as she’s told. And the feeling of her hands fumbling with the button on my jeans has my cock fucking dripping. While she works, I use my fingers to scrunch up the front hem of her dress. And she pulls my zipper down just as my fingers reach her panties. Her red thong. I can’t see it. But I don’t need to. Her skirt drapes over my wrist, but now the only thing between my
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