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SMACK! His hand impacted her ass with a sting even hotter than the sound it made. She grunted. "Daddy!"
He hit her again. And again. Her thick ass bent over, framed by the flimsy garter belt, his cock buried in her.
"Daddy. Ow! Daddy. Oh!" He pulled her hair. Kept her in place. And she knew better than to pull away. She knew to keep her back arched. To let him hurt her.
"Good girl, kitten." SMACK! He hit her again. "Take it for me." SMACK! "I know what's best for you."
"Y-yes, Daddy. I can take it. For you. I'm for you." SMACK! Her knees were trembling. SMACK! And her pussy was quivering on his cock. Raw. Deep in her.
"This is so you don't forget, princess. Daddy owns you." He thrusted into her. She grunted again, like an animal. Shafted. Rutted.
"Yes, Daddy. Own me. You own me. Please!" She was desperate. She could just barely register her own wetness dripping down her thighs as he pounded her cunt and marked up her ass. "You broke me, Daddy. I'm yours. Yours. Fuck!"
No longer spanking her round ass, his hands found her hips. His fingers dug into them as she hissed and moaned.
"Nasty bitch. You're mine. The neighbors will hear. Good girl. They should know. Everyone should know."
It was too good. His cock wrecking her cunt. She felt like she was passing out as she came.
Then yank--his hand in her hair.
"That's Daddy's breeding bitch. Cream all over this dick while I claim you. Fucking take it!"
It was so much for her. Too much. But she kept her body splayed for him. Offered herself up.
"Use me, Daddy. Use your kitten. Own me. Own me!" The brutality of their sexuality made her feel safe.
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SMACK! His hand impacted her ass with a sting even hotter than the sound it made. She grunted. "Daddy!"
He hit her again. And again. Her thick ass bent over, framed by the flimsy garter belt, his cock buried in her.
"Daddy. Ow! Daddy. Oh!" He pulled her hair. Kept her in place. And she knew better than to pull away. She knew to keep her back arched. To let him hurt her.
"Good girl, kitten." SMACK! He hit her again. "Take it for me." SMACK! "I know what's best for you."
"Y-yes, Daddy. I can take it. For you. I'm for you." SMACK! Her knees were trembling. SMACK! And her pussy was quivering on his cock. Raw. Deep in her.
"This is so you don't forget, princess. Daddy owns you." He thrusted into her. She grunted again, like an animal. Shafted. Rutted.
"Yes, Daddy. Own me. You own me. Please!" She was desperate. She could just barely register her own wetness dripping down her thighs as he pounded her cunt and marked up her ass. "You broke me, Daddy. I'm yours. Yours. Fuck!"
No longer spanking her round ass, his hands found her hips. His fingers dug into them as she hissed and moaned.
"Nasty bitch. You're mine. The neighbors will hear. Good girl. They should know. Everyone should know."
It was too good. His cock wrecking her cunt. She felt like she was passing out as she came.
Then yank--his hand in her hair.
"That's Daddy's breeding bitch. Cream all over this dick while I claim you. Fucking take it!"
It was so much for her. Too much. But she kept her body splayed for him. Offered herself up.
"Use me, Daddy. Use your kitten. Own me. Own me!" The brutality of their sexuality made her feel safe.