“Baby,” he growled low in his throat. “Pull yourself open for me.”
And I did as he ordered. Bracing my narrow shoulders on the ground, I reached both hands in back so that I was cupping my ass cheeks and slowly pulled the meaty orbs apart, my white flesh opening to show my pink slit, everything from clit to asshole.
“Like this, Daddy?” I asked. “You wanna fuck me like this?” I panted against the ground. Oh god, I was dying for his touch now, I wanted it so bad, my clit throbbed hotly, my channel creaming in anticipation of his touch.
But I hadn’t been thorough enough.
“No baby girl,” he growled in reply. “Show me what you got up that passageway.”
And I moaned throatily then, my eyes closed. Because Chris is a master and my pussy is his playground. He wanted to see absolutely everything I had to give. And so with another whine, I let go of my ass cheeks, spreading my legs further before reaching between my thighs with both hands and delicately pulling my labia apart, baring my inner pinkness to him, the folds so steamy and wet, pulsing for his touch.
“Daddy, like this?” I murmured again. “Is this what you wanted?”
And this time the big man was satisfied.
“Fuck, little girl,” he ground out, “Fuck fuck fuck, you’re so beautiful, that cunt’s so tight, so small, so …”
“So pink?” I giggled. “Dying for …”
But I wasn’t able to finish because he was on me then.
“FUCK!” he roared, thrusting his dick in me in one fell swoop, nailing me deep. “Oh FUCK you’re tight!”
And I squealed then, almost lifted in the air by his hugeness, my hips bucking uncontrollably, panting and gasping. My boobs swayed as he knelt behind me, drilling me again and again.
“Ohh!” I shrieked, lifting my chin up, throwing my head back so that brown curls spilled over my shoulders. “Oh oh oh!”
And the big man took his cue. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head so that I was arched backwards almost painfully as his dick thrust away.
“You like that?” he growled, using my hair like the reins on a horse. “You like that little filly?”
And I could only mewl and cry my pleasure, my cunt was about to explode, I was so swollen and wet, stretched and full of his dick that words escaped me, I was incoherent with ecstasy.
“Mmmm!” I screamed again. “Mmmm!”
I thought I was going come then, it was so hard, fast and rough, and we did it differently each time, this being one of my favorites, being ridden like a horse, jerked and controlled as his dick sawed away in back. But suddenly, Chris stopped all movement and the cessation made me mewl and cry out in desperation. I needed cock in me, his member was the source of my desire and I couldn’t understand how we’d gone from a deep drill to a complete standstill.
“Daddy?” I panted. “Mr. Jones?”
But the big man just slapped my ass hard, once, making me jolt and jiggle before massaging the red area, his fingers warm, gliding over the sensitive spot.
“Wha-what was that for?” I asked, panting. “Did I do something bad?”
The big man just chuckled deeply behind me, his dick still buried inside my wet cunt and I could feel the vibrations of his laugh through his cock, making my pussy gush wetly again.
“No, not at all baby girl,” he drawled, his own voice slightly hoarse from the deep drill. “I just want to try something new,” he ground out.
New? I flushed, looking over him at my shoulder, eyes wide, only to be met with Chris’s knowing blue gaze. And I shuddered inside, melting, giving into my fate.#p#分页标题#e#
“Yes, Mr. Jones,” I panted. “Do whatever you want.”
And the big man chuckled.
“Good to see I’ve trained you so well,” he ground out. “For that, you’re getting my special.”
I closed my eyes, my body tensing, bracing for something shocking, something crazy to happen, and Mr. Jones didn’t let me down. I heard him spit for a moment, and then a telling trickle of warm saliva dripping onto my ass.
My eyes flew open. What the?
But it was true. As the fluid crested into my asshole, a big hand began rubbing it around my pleats, the brown pucker sensitive and tight, making my lids flutter, my entire body come alive.
“Oh!” I panted, my head dropping weakly between my shoulders. It was so private, so unexpected. No man had ever touched my anus before, it was straight out of my dirtiest fantasies. “Oh god, you’re touching me there,” I mewled.
The big man grunted.
“Baby, I touch you anywhere I want,” he growled and with that, his digit began to apply pressure.