brushed his finger
over the slit of her folds, and Genie softly hummed, and let her
sound of thrilling satisfaction answer. While he watched her focus
on him, he unfastened the top button to her skirt. He kept his eyes
on her to see the pleasure on her face as he unwrapped her sex
before him. She smiled at him when he tugged the next button from
its notch. While holding her attention, he pulled the two sides by
her belt loops until another popped free.
Then her daddy lightly caressed the line
where her exposed pussy begged to be touched. He skimmed his
fingertip over her panties, and continued to draw a line down to
her small budding bump under the cotton. Knowing what he found, he
grazed her clit once more before he traced the crevice he made back
up to her hood. All the while he watched her enjoy the caress as
she stared right back at him with a daring smile for another.
He leaned in toward her sex, but paused a
moment to smile at her as if he was about to do something
exceptionally daring. “Please, daddy,” she begged, and then he
finally kissed her waxed hill with light lips and lengthy licks,
satisfying her craving everywhere except the tiny dip between her
folds. He licked over it, tasted above her hood, and flicked the
slit down by her panty line but he never gave her what she needed
most. “Daddy!” She panted hot and heavy breaths, but he let her
linger in her tormented longing so he could see her squirm in
turmoil. She swore he tortured her just to keep hearing her cry,
“Daddy!” All the while he restrained from giving her what he had to
know she wanted most.
“Daddy,” she finally whined in agonizing
anticipation, “ kiss it . Please!”
“Like this, baby?” He moved her panties to
the side, and from under her skirt his hot tongue plunged between
her folds.
“Yes!” She let out a loud moan when the heat
of his tongue warmed her with an exhilarating rush. She couldn’t
believe how much better his tongue felt than her finger. She showed
how inexperienced she was by instantly creaming on his lips. “Yes,
daddy!” She whimpered, “That feels so good!”
Then she arched her tits skyward. Next she
pushed off the couch with all her weight on her shoulders to press
her clit onto his tongue. He slipped his heat down to her nub, and
she instantly started to rub his tongue on her sweet spot. Genie
had no choice; she had to continually raise and drop her hips in
desperation. He rolled with her writhing and followed her sex. His
tongue never left her weak spot that ached for attention. Instead,
he ground from side to side in perfectly small strokes. She rubbed
her pussy on his mouth faster, and whimpered, “I can’t help it! I
need more! More daddy!”
The beating throb in her clit pumped fast and
hot. Her daddy had to feel the pulse on his tongue; he crushed her
bud as if knowing the thrilling heat coursed through her body. He
lavished all his attention on pleasuring her button with grinding
circles.
“Yes,” she squealed, and held him by the hair
to keep his mouth flush against her pussy while she rolled her
hips. He let her tighten her fists and greedily take his mouth as
she whimpered in lust. He loved it, and loudly groaned against her
clit. The entire time, she watched her daddy devour her sex with
hunger. His licking and sucking her there gave her a constant rush
of forbidden pleasure. “Kiss it, daddy!”
He gripped her hips with a powerful hold, and
with his tongue he pushed her down to the cushions and kept her
there. He made her endure his firm licks until the heat pulsated
wildly and a climax was close. Genie thought he’d make her cream,
but he must have felt the increased energy in her beating clit,
because he suddenly dipped his tongue down to her opening and
ground his tip there instead. She gasped with a sudden jolt. She
fell still again, and refused to twitch a muscle before her daddy
tasted inside her sex. To encourage him to violate her opening, she
cried loud, “Yes, daddy,
over the slit of her folds, and Genie softly hummed, and let her
sound of thrilling satisfaction answer. While he watched her focus
on him, he unfastened the top button to her skirt. He kept his eyes
on her to see the pleasure on her face as he unwrapped her sex
before him. She smiled at him when he tugged the next button from
its notch. While holding her attention, he pulled the two sides by
her belt loops until another popped free.
Then her daddy lightly caressed the line
where her exposed pussy begged to be touched. He skimmed his
fingertip over her panties, and continued to draw a line down to
her small budding bump under the cotton. Knowing what he found, he
grazed her clit once more before he traced the crevice he made back
up to her hood. All the while he watched her enjoy the caress as
she stared right back at him with a daring smile for another.
He leaned in toward her sex, but paused a
moment to smile at her as if he was about to do something
exceptionally daring. “Please, daddy,” she begged, and then he
finally kissed her waxed hill with light lips and lengthy licks,
satisfying her craving everywhere except the tiny dip between her
folds. He licked over it, tasted above her hood, and flicked the
slit down by her panty line but he never gave her what she needed
most. “Daddy!” She panted hot and heavy breaths, but he let her
linger in her tormented longing so he could see her squirm in
turmoil. She swore he tortured her just to keep hearing her cry,
“Daddy!” All the while he restrained from giving her what he had to
know she wanted most.
“Daddy,” she finally whined in agonizing
anticipation, “ kiss it . Please!”
“Like this, baby?” He moved her panties to
the side, and from under her skirt his hot tongue plunged between
her folds.
“Yes!” She let out a loud moan when the heat
of his tongue warmed her with an exhilarating rush. She couldn’t
believe how much better his tongue felt than her finger. She showed
how inexperienced she was by instantly creaming on his lips. “Yes,
daddy!” She whimpered, “That feels so good!”
Then she arched her tits skyward. Next she
pushed off the couch with all her weight on her shoulders to press
her clit onto his tongue. He slipped his heat down to her nub, and
she instantly started to rub his tongue on her sweet spot. Genie
had no choice; she had to continually raise and drop her hips in
desperation. He rolled with her writhing and followed her sex. His
tongue never left her weak spot that ached for attention. Instead,
he ground from side to side in perfectly small strokes. She rubbed
her pussy on his mouth faster, and whimpered, “I can’t help it! I
need more! More daddy!”
The beating throb in her clit pumped fast and
hot. Her daddy had to feel the pulse on his tongue; he crushed her
bud as if knowing the thrilling heat coursed through her body. He
lavished all his attention on pleasuring her button with grinding
circles.
“Yes,” she squealed, and held him by the hair
to keep his mouth flush against her pussy while she rolled her
hips. He let her tighten her fists and greedily take his mouth as
she whimpered in lust. He loved it, and loudly groaned against her
clit. The entire time, she watched her daddy devour her sex with
hunger. His licking and sucking her there gave her a constant rush
of forbidden pleasure. “Kiss it, daddy!”
He gripped her hips with a powerful hold, and
with his tongue he pushed her down to the cushions and kept her
there. He made her endure his firm licks until the heat pulsated
wildly and a climax was close. Genie thought he’d make her cream,
but he must have felt the increased energy in her beating clit,
because he suddenly dipped his tongue down to her opening and
ground his tip there instead. She gasped with a sudden jolt. She
fell still again, and refused to twitch a muscle before her daddy
tasted inside her sex. To encourage him to violate her opening, she
cried loud, “Yes, daddy,
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