I did. I took him deep, lips stretching around his thick cock. He pushed forward, sliding into my throat. I gagged a little but I didn’t pull back. I wanted this. I wanted to make him feel good.

He started thrusting, slow at first, then harder. His cock slid down my throat, filling me completely. His hand held my head in place, guiding me. His belly was tight, muscles flexing with every thrust. His breathing was hard and ragged.

“Fuck, yes..Winter,” he groaned. “Your throat feels so good. So tight. Take it all for Daddy.”

I moaned around him, eyes watering. I loved this. I loved how he used my...