“D-daddy, no…” I felt myself shudder in a strange mix of arousal and disgust.
I moved my hand to catch his wrist and tried to push him away. But the true difference in physique and frame between us became clear. I wasn’t even able to slow him down.
“Your pussy… Tastes so good, princess…” he slurred between my splayed legs.
Each lick… pulse… growl. It made my petals vibrate and had me crying out, “Daddy!”
With a scary amount of ease, he reached down to grab my hands with both of his and then pinned them both above my head, only using one of his hands to keep them there. Even then, I could only struggle for a moment before my tired body started to give in. And with a single arm keeping me pinned, he pushed into me.
“Good princess… Daddy’s favorite little girl…”
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