"No, not yet," she said quickly. "Just a second longer. I had so many cocks rammed into me tonight, can't you go a little slower?"

"I'm not ramming a cock in you, I'm trying to find a key in your, your, you know. I want to get you out of those cuffs."

"Just a second more, please, Daddy. Gently."

I did as she asked, massaging her pussy lips with the lube, feeling the white cream around her pussy stick to my fingers. There was something about it. I was not an expert on cum, but it felt different. Maybe my brain was just trying to tell me this wasn't true,...