She tried to shake herself free from the sweet sensation coursing through her body

He parted her legs and gently nudged in between, tapping her thighs and motioning her to spread her legs wider for him. Then he entered her.

It seemed as though there was an obstruction in her wind pipe that had her gasping for air with every sharp, deep stroke. She let out a guttural moaning, yelping at the introduction of new strokes.

“Daddy you’re so big”, she cried weakly as she tried to stabilise his thrust with her hands but he slapped her hands off.

It felt as though she had triggered him because after he...