Mathew's hands rubbed my firm nipples as he palmed my breasts, and I let out a gasp. The sensation was the most decadent I'd ever experienced. After struggling to keep it up for a while, my head finally gave in and sagged forward.

Mathew's hands remained on my breasts as he cupped my jaw and raised my face.

"Tell your dad how great it is. "

I whimpered, "That tastes so good, Daddy." The stimulation of his hand on my bound breasts kept me on the verge of orgasm despite the wet, aching sex I was having with him.

"Please thank Nicola for me," he ordered. He is the one...