She didn't, though. She looked at me and then bit her lip.

"Please, Daddy," she asked.

"Please what?" I said, because I was apparently in the mood to torture both of us.

"Can I pwease wide your cock, Daddy? I weally, weally want to," she said, dripping in the lispy little girl voice she knew I had limited power to resist.

"Can I cum in your little pussy, Kitten?" I said. I could feel her pussy, soaking wet, beginning to move over the tip of my cock.

"Yes, Daddy," she whispered.

"Can I breed you, Kitten?" I said. Her eyes closed and she moaned and I was sure her hips...