“I’m Daddy’s Little Freak Bitch,” Tahli breathed into his mouth, gliding down onto his engorged dick, wrapping him in a pussy grip from heaven. Leave her for what? Get tired of who? With fingertips tracing the bumps of her spine, Vin inhaled the brown sugar crust of Tahli’s essence. He drew her in close, a grip to the back of her neck as he forced her to accept every inch of the dick reserved for her, knowing one terrifying day he may have to let her go.
