The toy felt good, but nowhere near enough—too smooth, too fake compared to what I knew his real cock would feel like. Still, I closed my eyes and pictured him above me, thrusting hard.

 

“Yes, Daddy. Fuck me harder,” I whispered, sliding the thick dildo in and out of my wet pussy. I matched the raw rhythm I heard through the wall, pushing it deep, curling my toes as pure pleasure rippled through me.

 

My free hand played with my hard nipples, pinching and rolling them just like I imagined he would.

 

"Ohhh! I'm close,” I heard him grunt as the wet slapping grew faster and louder. He was railing...