~~Lyra~~

I couldn’t stop moaning.

“Daddy,” I moaned, breathless and desperate and shaking, “oh my God, daddy, fuck, please, please don’t stop..”

My head slammed lightly against the wall when he rammed into me again, so hard and so deep that my thighs actually trembled around his hips.

I didn’t care.

I didn’t care about anything.

All I cared about was how full I felt, how good he made me feel, how badly I wanted him to keep going until I couldn’t walk for a week.

“You feel that?” I gasped, voice cracking as my nails dragged down his back. “You feel how wet I am? I’ve been like this...