Elena

Blankly my cerulean hues hooked upwards to stare into the man’s darkened ones. Then an unexpected smile crept its way into my lips and having me question.

“You really think that way, daddy? I can pleasure you better than my mom could.” I leaned and traced my lips against his softly before pulling away and I whispered. “Watch me do it.” I freed my hands from his godly manhood, standing up to have his eyes graced upon my body.

I smiled at him sexily. Without breaking the eye contact I initiated, intentionally my hands arched its way to remove the big top and casually I threw it away. My...