I knew they would be so happy. I could feel him looming. He needed to use me. I spasmed about him as he drew back, the ecstasy quivering through my body. You can orgasm as much as you want, young lady. The currents caressed my body, stimulating my skin. “Spread those thighs, young lady,” Daddy said as he moved around me, flicking the tails of his flogger. Then his finger reached my belly, finding a new line of pain to follow down to my shaved pubic mound. My body drank in so many sensations. My screams burst from my throat. Georgia was a few months older than me. Then Daddy slammed into me. Their tongues played with my nipples rings, batting them, twisting them, stimulating my nubs. They licked their lips. I gasped and moaned and trembled. But I would be a good girl.
