“Daddy!” I squealed, my cunt clenching. Porn I had to be ready for him. His touch wasn’t ticklish like it normally would be. I had to sit up to let him peel it off the rest of the way, my long braid of black hair sliding out and then smacking into my back. I dug into the soft cloth, gripping it as the heat rushed through my body. I gasped at the contact. He put his hand on my leg. My tongue danced with his. He drank my virgin cream. Then the door was shut. It felt so intimate. My pussy clenched. I whimpered and moaned. He would think it was wrong. So big and strong. This wild heat. I had been feeling so close to Daddy since church. This amazing heat that blazed through my body. He was tugging them off my hips. I would gasp out in delight. My arms hugged him tight. “You didn’t get that cock from your father. I always thought about them more, but sometimes when I masturbated, my thoughts drifted to him. I reached his door.
