“I want to be your favorite.” My laughter is dark. “Oh, little girl. It’s no contest.” Mila releases a frustrated whimper and twists around in my hold. “I-I’m getting that ticklish feeling again.” “You want Daddy to tickle you like this,” I growl, driving my cock into her relentlessly, my balls smacking off her tight backside. “You love it.” “I do.” She sucks in a breath, then lets it out on a scream. “Oh, it’s happening.” “Good girl, Mila. Drench my cock. Show me your appreciation. Then I’ll give you mine.”
