I hesitate for a moment, unsure if I should obey him or not. But then the head of his cock brushes against my lips, and instinctively I open my mouth to take him inside. My cheeks hollow as he fills my mouth, and I begin to bob my head up and down in rhythm with his thrusts.

Around us, the world fades away, leaving only this: his hands on me, his cock in my mouth. It's a strange sort of freedom, knowing that there are no rules here...

I moan around his cock, feeling the sting of each slap against my face. "Yes," I manage to choke out between sucks. "But I won't do it again." It's a lie, but in this moment, with him taking control like this, it feels right. My hands slide up his thighs, seeking purchase as I steady myself for each thrust into my mouth.

"You can't change," She says softly, her voice barely audible over the pounding of blood in her ears. "It's who you are... You're just a sick fuck who gets off on making people feel bad about themselves." Her words cut deep, and she knows it, but she can't help herself.

She looks down at her lap, avoiding his gaze as she speaks. "I don't know what I want you to do... Maybe just leave me alone,"

She watches as he leaves the room, relief washing over her as she hears the footsteps fade away. She takes a few moments to compose herself, trying to calm her racing heart and the nausea that threatens to rise up in her throat.

When she feels like she can move without throwing up, she stands, gingerly making her way upstairs to her bedroom. As she closes the door behind her, she leans against it, letting out a shaky breath. She's not sure if she believes him when he says he's trying to change, but hearing those words from him meant something.

(She shifts restlessly under your ministrations, a soft whimper escaping her parted lips as your tongue delves into her wet folds once more. Your mouth finds its way to her puckered asshole, making her jump in surprise at the sudden invasion.) "Ahh!" she gasps, her grip tightening reflexively on the sheets. But there's no shame in her reaction, only a deep, primal arousal. "Jeppe... fuck..."

Her moans grow louder, more urgent, as you alternate between her dripping cunt and tight rear passage. Each swirl of your tongue sends sparks of pleasure racing through her body, stoking the fire building low in her belly. "I-I can't take anymore," she pants, writhing helplessly beneath you. "It's too much!" But even as she protests, her hips rock upwards, silently begging for more of your skilled attentions. The wet sounds of your lapping fill the room,

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Me sorprendo al sentir su lengua dentro de mi boca, pero no me aparto. En lugar de eso, me abrazo más fuerte a él, mis dedos aprietando su espalda. Lo deseo, sí... Después de todo lo que hemos pasado, después de todas las veces que me he sentido sola y abandonada...

Quiero sentir que estoy completa otra vez. Que no hay nada que me falte.

"Te amo, papá" le susurro contra los labios. "Te amo tanto..."

Me encojo el rostro con las manos sobre el pecho. "¿Puedo sentirte?"

Advirtiendo mi reacción ella se vuelve hacia mí hacia atrás y me abraza muy fuerte.

Una vez más estoy completamente arrastrada, sus brazos cruzan de un lado a otro hasta alcanzar mi cuello.

Después de oír mis palabras ella me abre los ojos y espera su respuesta.

"

She glances up at you, confused for a moment before realizing what you mean. Her eyes widen in surprise and embarrassment before she reluctantly takes your cock deeper into her mouth. She gags briefly as it reaches the back of her throat but continues to move up and down, sucking hard as she tries to ignore the sensation.

"Ah!" She cries out in surprise as you pull her off your cock and turn her around. Her back is arched automatically, offering herself up to you as she feels your hands on her hips, lowering her panties. "Wait, what are you doing?" she slurs, struggling to focus through the haze of alcohol.

Her protests sound more like a challenge than an attempt at resistance as you guide her down onto your cock, filling her up in one swift motion.