Page 73 of Uproot

I play with her clit, pressing the head of my cock against her entrance and her moaning grows louder, her body pressing against mine, ready to swallow me whole.

“Just the tip, sweetheart,” I grunt, slowly stretching her open with the head of my cock.

“Beccck,” she cries, her body vibrating underneath me as I continue to press against her.

I lean down to kiss her, pulling my hips back and then forward again as I hold my cock, continuing to fuck her with just the head.

Her moaning turns loud and desperate, and I feel sweat breaking out along my forehead as I rub her clit faster, bringing her over the edge.

“Shhh, little girl. You don’t want all of your neighbors to know what I’m doing to you, do you?” I growl.

Her body tenses, and I pull out of her as she comes, her cries echoing across the room as her back arches off of the floor.

I hook my thumbs into her panties and slide them down her legs, balling them up in my hand. “Open your mouth,” I demand gruffly.

Her eyes widen, but she obeys me, opening her mouth for me. I put her panties inside of her mouth, and take both of her wrists in one of my hands, putting them above her head.

I know right now she can see every single dark corner of my obsession with her, but I’m past the point of caring.

She’s shown me her secrets, and she’s about to hear, andfeel,every filthy thought and idea I’ve dreamed of giving her.

“I can’t listen to any more of that fucking pretty moaning, or I'm going to blow before I want to, sweetheart,” I grunt, “And daddy only wants his cum inside of that tight little cunt.”

She lets out a muffled response that makes my cock twitch. Watching her wiggle underneath me, with her dick teasing panties in her mouth is a fantasy I didn’t even realize I had. I know she can taste herself on them but I can tell she is more turned on than I’ve ever seen her before.

I press my cock against her entrance again and push inside of her slowly, this time giving her much more than the fat head.She whines around her panties and I groan loudly as her body stretches to welcome me inside where I belong.

“Shh. Be quiet and take it, sweetheart,” I rasp, pushing in another delicious inch.

“I was going to take you really nice and slow, like a good girl,” I grumble. “But I'm not really in a gentle mood anymore, sweetheart,” I continue, bucking my hips forward and making us both cry out.

I stay there for a moment, rooted inside of her, trying to put the pieces of my brain back together so that I can move again.

There is nothing like being inside of her, and if I could figure out a way to live here, I would do it without even a second fucking thought.

I pull back and begin to move slowly in and out of her, and her little muffled noises continue, despite my warning for her to stay quiet. Every sound she makes goes straight to my cock and spreads through my entire body, and I know I can’t hold on much longer.

“Show me those tits, sweetheart. Let daddy see them bounce while I fuck you,” I demand, letting go of her hands.

She pushes her shirt up eagerly displaying her perfect breasts for me, and I fuck her faster, my hunger to feel her pussy grip me as she comes again fueling me on as I rut into her in swift strokes. Her body begins to scoot across the floor and I dig my fingers into her waist to keep her where I need her.

My head begins to spin feeling the softness of her skin under my fingertips, the incredible feeling of her breasts in my hands, the sounds of our flesh slapping against one another as we both chase our climax.

I find her clit again, circling it faster until I feel the familiar tensing of her body as she starts to come. We lock eyes and I reach down to take her panties out of her mouth so I can hear her scream.

She cries out my name and my spine tingles as we both start to come. “That’s it, angel,” I groan, watching her body shudder underneath me.

I fill her up and pump into her a few more times, grinding myself against her. I slump over her and kiss her forehead.

She licks her lips, smiling up at me lazily. “Did I feel good daddy?” she whispers.

I pepper kisses down her face until I reach her lips, giving her a gentle kiss there, “Good doesn’t even scratch the surface of what it feels like being inside of you, sweetheart,” I mumble.

I slowly kiss her as I pull out of her pussy, then bend my head and watch our mixed release escape her. I pick her up and walk us to her bedroom, laying her down on top of her bed.

I toss her panties in the hamper by the wall, then go to her drawers to retrieve a fresh pair, bringing it over to her. I pull the new panties up her legs and fit them in place.

“What are you doing?” she asks as I pat her pussy gently.

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