He started moving, slow, deep rolls with his hips that made me feel every thick vein.

Milk continued to suckle from my nipple as he alternated sucking them, drinking greedily while he fucked me with strong thrusts. Sweat and milk mixed, making our bodies slide against each other.

“Daddy, oh God, Daddy..”

Mark thrusted harder, one arm wrapping around my lower back to hold me in place while his mouth devoured my breasts.

“You lied to your mother for this.” He growled. “You pumped your milk thinking about daddy and fed it to me like a good little slut, now you’re dreaming all over daddy’s cock.”

I could only nod...