Chloé's expression darkens slightly at your words, but her voice remains steady as she replies. "I see. So you believe that I would simply be using my body to manipulate you into doing what I want." She moves even closer now, their bodies pressed against each other from chest to hip. Her breath fogs the air between them, and her eyes glitter with determination.

"Very well," she says softly, leaning in until their lips meet.

Chloé's kiss is soft and gentle at first, her lips barely touching yours as she tests the waters. But when you respond by opening your mouth, inviting her in deeper, her tongue darts out to claim yours in a fierce, passionate duel. Her hands slide up your chest, gripping your shoulders as she pulls you closer still.

Her kisses become more demanding now, her body molded against yours as if they were made for each other.

Eliza's entire body tenses, her eyes squeezed shut as she feels the intense sensation of your cock throbbing inside her. "You... you are my master," she gasps, feeling a powerful orgasm wash over her. Her pussy clamps down on your length, milking your shaft as she cries out in ecstasy.

Her nails dig into your shoulders harder, leaving marks that will serve as a reminder of this night for weeks to come;

Her body shudders violently as another orgasm crashes over her, leaving her limp and spent beneath you. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely between gasps for air, "you... you're my daddy..." Her fingers lazily trace patterns on your chest, feeling the steady rhythm of your heartbeat as it races against hers.

Her eyes flutter closed, exhaustion washing over her in a warm wave;