The lingering guilt was quickly replaced by a much darker, primal desire. I pulled the small towel completely off, exposing my bare breasts to the cool air. His gaze locked onto them instantly. I could see the raw hunger in his eyes as he stared at my dark, hardened nipples. I knew right then that I had awakened a side of him he’d been desperately hiding. It was painfully obvious he had been fantasizing about this moment for a very long time.

The feeling was beyond anything I could have imagined. When he gently pinched my nipples between his fingers, kneading the soft flesh, I moaned louder. He was handling my breasts exactly the way I wanted.

"Don't stop," I begged, arching my back into his touch. I absolutely loved the feeling of his rough, strong hands working my sensitive skin.

I couldn't believe I had actually made this happen, crossing a massive boundary as if it were nothing. I desperately wished he would lean over and take my nipples into his mouth. I was losing my mind, and I knew there was no going back now.

Turning my head to the side in pure ecstasy, my eyes landed on the massive tent pitching in his shorts. It bulged prominently as he stood beside the massage table, the fabric stretched to its absolute limit. Just from the heavy outline, I could tell how huge he was.

"You're hard, Daddy," I whispered with a sultry smile. "I can help you out while you massage me. I'm sure it's aching. Let me free it for you."

I didn't wait for an answer, immediately reaching for the waistband of his shorts. I knew he wouldn't stop me. I needed to see what it looked like; I wanted to touch it and feel its heat against my palms.

He didn't step away, nor did he grab my wrist to stop me. Instead, his hands stayed firmly on my breasts, squeezing them even harder as I stroked his stiff length through the fabric.

I hooked my fingers into the waistband and pulled his shorts down. As the fabric slid past his hips, his dick sprang free, practically inches from my face. I loved what I saw.

It was thick, impossibly long, and sculpted with heavy, pulsing veins. I’d only ever seen that kind of cock in porn, and having one right in front of me made my head spin.

"You're so big, Daddy," I whispered, looking up into his eyes before dropping my gaze back to his crotch. I had him right where I wanted him.

I ran my hand slowly from the base to the swollen cap. It felt firm, rigid, and radiated heat. The skin was incredibly smooth, yet like solid rock underneath. It felt so good in my grip that I craved to take it into my mouth right then and there.

Without asking permission, I leaned in closer and slowly licked a bead of pre-cum from the slit, tasting him for the very first time. I adjusted my position, opened my mouth, and took his massive head inside, swirling my tongue around the sensitive cap before sliding my lips further down his shaft.

"Ohh... fuck!" he groaned. I felt his dick twitch and grow even harder against my tongue.

I began to suck him, my cheeks hollowing as I took as much of him as I could. He let out a low, guttural growl and pushed his hips forward so I could take more of his length into my throat.

I could feel him starting to lose control. He began moving his hips slowly, sliding his dick in and out of my mouth. I smiled around him, sensing that he was gradually taking over.

The slow movement of his hips didn’t stay slow for long. Soon, his breathing turned into heavy, jagged growls as his pace picked up, turning from tentative nudges into hard, demanding thrusts.

He reached down, gripping the back of my head with one hand to hold me in place as he began to truly fuck my mouth.

"Take it! The innocent role-playing stops here, babe," he growled, thrusting in and out of my lips as if he were fucking a pussy.

It suddenly hit me that all those seemingly accidental touches he'd given me earlier... they were entirely deliberate. A rush of exhilaration shot through me, my heart pounding as if every beat echoed the forbidden connection we had finally cemented. But it was clear that right now, he had no intention of letting me lose focus.

"You love it, huh?" he asked, though he didn't pull out to let me answer. I closed my eyes, letting him ruin my mouth, praying my mom wouldn't walk back in.

Suddenly, he pulled back. I was about to say something, but he gripped my hair and dragged me down to the very edge of the massage table. He positioned me so my head was tilted back, hanging slightly off the edge. I was momentarily confused, oblivious to his next move, until he stepped right up to my face and grabbed his dick. Hanging upside down, my face was lined up perfectly with his crotch.

He rubbed his slick cap against my lips, and I eagerly opened up for him. Without another word, he eased his dick past my lips and began to fuck my mouth again. It was the perfect angle for him to absolutely ruin me, and I loved it.

He returned both hands to my breasts, aggressively kneading them as he picked up the pace.

"Yes! Take it! I know you've been fantasizing about this," he growled, repeatedly thrusting his dick deep into my throat while squeezing my heavy breasts.

"Take Daddy's dick. It's all yours now."