At His Mercy
Vulnerable: A hundo
There she lay, like a feast waiting to be devoured. Her wrists bound above her head, tied tightly to the bed with his belt. Naked. Vulnerable.
“Now spread your legs further,” he growled in her ear. “Daddy wants to feel how wet his good girl is.”
Her cunt glistened as he traced two fingers down it before sliding them inside. She gasped as he hooked her up towards his tongue.
“Mine,” she heard him murmur as he dined ravenously on her juices.
He edged her with his tongue, leaving her breathless before climbing up and pushing his hard cock deep inside her wet, throbbing folds.
His teeth meeting the flesh on her neck to claim her as he filled her with his hot seed.
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