**

Every time she got close, I slowed down. Edged her mercilessly. Pulled back just enough to keep her on the brink, whimpering and begging.

“oh daddy… please… I need to come…”

“Not yet,” I growled against her pussy, sucking her clit gently. “I want you desperate. I want you sobbing for my cock.”

I edged her four more times — bringing her right to the edge with my mouth and fingers, then pulling back until she was crying, thighs shaking, pussy clenching around nothing.

When she was a trembling, desperate mess, I finally gave in.

I moved up her body, positioned the fat head of my cock against her...