"Yes! Daddy! Fuck me harder!" I urged as he continued to pound my pussy. The dining room was silent except for the rhythmic, wet sounds of our bodies colliding and the ragged gasps escaping my throat. 

 

Each thrust was hitting places that my boyfriend's dick had never reached. It was hitting a spot I never knew existed inside of me, a deep, sensitive point that made my entire vision go blurry with white-hot sparks. 

 

"Fuck! You are such a very bad girl! You love the way daddy fuck you! You always want daddy to bend you over the table and fuck you!" He said and gave me a hard spank...