I don’t even need to open my eyes to know exactly where I am. The first thing I feel is the thick, salty taste of him filling my mouth, stretching my jaw wide. I wake up with my daddy’s cock already deep in my throat, his hips thrusting in a slow, rhythmic grind that forces me to gag. I moan around the shaft, the sound muffled and wet, as I instinctively wrap my arms around his muscular thighs to pull him deeper.
He doesn’t say a word; he just grunts, his hand gripping the back of my head, steering my face like a toy. I can feel the heat radiating off his skin and the scent of musk and sleep filling my nostrils. I start to suck harder, swirling my tongue around the head of his dick, swirling and swirling until I hear him hiss through his teeth. I love the way he claims me before I’m even fully conscious, reminding me that my only purpose in this house is to be his favorite little hole.
I open my eyes just a crack to see his stomach muscles rippling above me. I slide my hand down to his balls, squeezing them gently, which earns me a sharp thrust that hits the back of my throat. I choke, my eyes watering, but I don’t pull away. I crave this. I crave the feeling of being dominated and used by the man who owns every inch of my body. I speed up the pace, my cheeks hollowing as I vacuum his cock, desperate to feel him blow his load down my throat to start my day.
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