Velvet’s POV

He curled his cock inside my walls, twisting his cock to all the angles of my pussy. It dug deeper, shattering me.

Harder it got as well.

I was worried. Thinking. If I could survive.

The tension was building, rippling as he worked harder. I mean Daddy. Doing what he knows how to do best. Applying all the tactics he knew.

In a few seconds, I felt it. It was coming but I couldn't speak.

I couldn't say I'm coming, all because the pressure was heavier than me.

So I shattered, my orgasm ripping through me like a furious tempest, my cries echoing against the walls.

Oh goddess!...