I've Been Watching You

 

Stripping us both naked he masterfully pulled me down on top of him as he fell backward onto the couch. Our bodies collided and I could feel the hair of his chest rub against my skin creating a spark which ignited both our fires. Inhaling deeply I committed this stud to memory...first the bourbon on his breath and the faint trace of his cologne but then the masculine smell of sweat that's been lingering on the skin along with the thicker scent of his pits. I could feel his heated pheromones opening me up already. 

Pulling my face into the nape of his neck he wrapped his hairy arms around me and gripped tighter so I could feel the pressure as his manhood engorged between us while his fingers found their way down the curve of my lower back and between my upturned globes to my exposed pussy. Taking his sweet time he massaged and molested my cunt with his strong hand as his pillowy lips and damp talented tongue started a long dance between my shoulders up to my ears where he unleashed a deep whisper of a chat so filthy it would make a porn star blush. 

"Daddy's been watching you, baby girl.  Especially at night from your bedroom door as you sleep and the sheets around your feet and your naked, ass up and your legs spread wide. I've enjoyed seeing your pussy quiver in hunger as you sleep. I've been waiting for the right time to savor the taste of your tight little pussy.  I'm going to fuck your eager twat all night long and you're going to thank me for it. By the time I'm done with you, you'll have a gaping cunt, sloppy and loose, and you'll be addicted to my thick Daddy dick and my puddles of cum deep within you.  When I'm finished you'll beg me to fuck you again. I know your type, princess, and you're going to be my dirty whore." He was right.  

Daddy always is.