Daddy’s been burning for you. And you know I have. My fantasy is finally getting you alone, my heart pounding with desire and anticipation. Removing your clothes and laying you naked in front of me. Your mind and soul, the depths of your passion has made my cock impossibly hard, in need of stimulation.
We can’t tell anyone about this. It’s our secret. It’s our passion and pleasure.
I lean over you, my muscular body shaking ever so slightly. A full shudder erupts as I touch your lips, and my skin brushes over yours.
A primal moan roars out of me as my manhood finally plunges deep into your warm pussy. Our bodies joined in a thirst-quenching and soul-affirming fashion. I rock back and forth, my eyes fluttering as they make contact with yours. I can see the pleasure on your face. The silent acceptance of me inside your most intimate area, the desire for me to mark you as my own.
I go faster, stuck in a dizzying conflict between wanting to speed up and maximize this unbelievable lust, and wanting to freeze in the moment, knowing I will be replaying this scene on my own many times in the future.
But for now, it’s the joy of acceptance and pleasure. It’s seeing in your eyes how much you want me inside you. It’s my primal instinct demanding I go faster until my manhood erupts inside you.
You want me to spill my seed so deeply inside your womb. You want my life inside you, to combine in the most natural act humans can have.
I want to put it inside you. I want to have myself inside you. I want to make you feel it’s thunderous release, then have you feel it ooze out of you later, reminding you of our most intimate moments.
And I’d give anything for you to read this and discuss it more. Respond with the word “passion,” and your age. Pics and voice notes are fun. Let’s revel in being bad.
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