Page 87 of Rayna's Daddy

I looked back. “Are you sure?” He pushed in and out. It wasn’t a hand and probably wasn’t the whole fingers, but anything in your butt felt big.

“Let’s try two.”

Oh, my goodness. He was awfully ambitious of my body. I buried my head into the bed and gripped the sheets. The second fingers went in smoother than the first. I rocked back against his onslaught. I hated to admit, but it felt good. Too good. I tried to tamper my reaction because Kyler’s cock was much bigger than his two fingers.

The warmth of his fingers was quickly replaced by cold metal. I gasped.

“Once we find the purple diamond. We need something to replace it with.” I pushed back on the intrusion. “It’s the only way to smuggle it in and out without being detected.” It burned going in, but once settled, it felt quite nice.

“There we go.” Kyler put my panties back in place and flipped my dress back down.

I stood back up and shifted on my feet. Every move sent a shiver up my spine. It was a crazy sensation. I took one tentative step and then another. The movements called all sorts of nerve endings to fire off. I peeked up at Kyler, who watched me carefully.

“You okay?”

I shrugged.

“Are you nervous about tonight?” He asked.

I narrowed my eyes.

“See, my plan worked.” Kyler grinned and retreated to the bathroom.

I waddled to the mirror and tried to twirl. I got stuck mid twirl when a tickle in my tummy began to expand. I stared at myself in the mirror.

Kyle walked up behind me.

“What’s wrong, my little Rayn Drop?”

I shivered as he pulled me close to him.

He leaned down, and I whispered in his ear. “This thing in my butt is going to make me cum in front of all those people.”

If he laughed, I was going to punch him in the nose.

“What do you need, baby?” He pulled on my earlobe with his teeth. He watched me through the mirror.

“Please, make me cum, Daddy.” My breathy tone surprised me. It was so strange to be dressed in a twirly dress, with my hair in two pigtails on the side of my head, full coverage panties with ruffles on the butt and flat black leather boots and nothing about my thoughts was little. I was horny and needy “Please.”

“Of course, baby.” He kissed the side of my neck. “Thank you for asking for what you need. It makes me so happy. Lift your dress.” He growled into my ear.

I lifted it. He pulled my panties down to my knees. “Keep your eyes on yourself in the mirror. I want you to see how beautiful you look when you come.”

Kyler ran his fingers through my folds while spinning the plug in my ass.

My legs wobbled. I held onto him. My brain went to mush. It was an overload of sensation. Kyler’s fingers dipped into my entrance and adjusted the plug to push up against my walls. The sensation radiated out through my toes.

“Oh, my goodness, Daddy.” I leaned back against his chest. My eyes closed.

“Eyes open, little one.”

My eyes popped open, but instead of looking at me, I stared into his eyes.

“You ready to come for me?” He asked. I nodded. “Come for Daddy.”

“Oh, oh, oh.” The orgasm washed over me like a warm blanket but then moved to a sharp pain followed by waves of pleasure coursed through my bones. My knees buckled and Daddy scooped me up from behind and held me to him. I wrapped my arms around him and nuzzled in close.

“Good girl.” He kissed the side of my head and laid me down on the bed. I wasn’t concerned about wrinkles anymore. “Stay still, little girl.” I nodded.

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