Daddies Cock control
I woke up wanting total Cock control, my cunt already throbbing and leaking onto the sheets. My tiny nightie was bunched around my ribs, nipples stiff, and your fat Daddy morning wood lay heavy across your thigh. I didn’t waste a second. I crawled between your legs, spit on your balls, and started licking like the greedy little cum-whore I am. My tongue dragged up the thick vein on the underside of your shaft until I reached the fat head, then I wrapped my lips around it and sank down in one sloppy motion.
Dripping cum
Thick strings of drool ran down your cock and coated my chin while I forced every inch into my throat. I gagged hard, throat spasming, but I kept swallowing around you, nose mashed to your pelvis, eyes watering. My fingers cupped your heavy balls, rolling them while I bobbed faster, slurping loudly like a cheap fuck-toy. When your strong Daddy hand fisted my hair and shoved me down until my lips kissed your base, I moaned around the invasion and let you fuck my face.
Spit bubbled out around my stretched lips and ran down your balls. I didn’t pull off for air—I just sucked harder, hollowing my cheeks, desperate for the first hot spurt. The second your cock twitched and flooded my throat I gulped every rope like it was my morning meal, licking the last drops from your piss-slit before you even opened your eyes. I kept nursing on the softening head, tongue flicking the sensitive slit to catch any leftover cum, then licked your balls clean, making sure not a single drop went to waste.
My pussy clenched around nothing, dripping down my thighs while I worshipped your cock like the obedient teen slave I was born to be.




