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words dripping from my pen, he fills me endlessly, my thighs sticky from our ecstasy, he

is laying on his side, as i am on my back, my chest, breast, heaving with each breath, his fingers dancing upon my skin, calming the residual flush, raising a new 

heated blush, his wet cock pressed against my outer thigh, his hand moves south feeling the sweetness that’s left from us, 

he moans, closing his eyes as he toys with his seed upon my clit, i writhe in his hand, wanting him again. 

“Open up, and taste us sweet girl.” it’s not a question, it’s not an option, my lips part as he holds two fingers above me. i suck them clean, groaning as his fingers fuck my mouth. 

“You are Daddys dirty girl, aren’t you.” he whispers tenderly right before his lips taste mine, and before i can take a breath, he’s maneuvered our bodies flush, with my legs wrapped around his hips.

sticky, sweaty, and sweet our bodies are once again entwined, i have nothing but a breathless gasps,

feeling him thrust, with his hands pulling at my hair, and his mouth sucking out my air…..

i have nothing but these words that drip from my pen, as his double orgasm drips from my thighs…