“Bad girl!” Daddy gruffly scolded, spanking me and ramming hard into my soaked cunny. “Bad, BAD girl!”
My clit aching, rubbing myself as he grips my hair. Daddy’s erection throbbing, his hips slamming against mine. “Do you see what happens when you wear those tiny shorts and little tanks? Mmghh—FUCK.”
“Ohh D-daddy!! Mmhh but it’s summer Daddy!”
Leaning forward, Daddy thrusting deeper. Stretching and stuffing me. “Daddy knows that’s not why you’re wearing them, Sweetheart.”
His hands grab my tits, massaging and squeezing them before sliding down. One hand gripping my ass, the other helping me play with my clit. My body jerks in response.
His fingers guiding mine, tapping and circling. “Daddy could see this wet little cunny through those shorts, Princess. Don’t lie to Daddy. Now, tell Daddy the truth,” his voice firm.
“I wanted y-your attention, Daddy,” I quietly confess, “I wanted this, Daddy. I wanted you.”
Taking my hands, he moves them to the bed railing, forcing me to grip it. “Then you better hold on, Princess. Daddy’s gonna give you everything.”


