Delilah is Dirty for Daddy

Daddy looked down at me as I knelt in front of him, he gently reached down to run his hand through my hair and graze my cheekbone. “Are you going to be a good girl?” He whispered roughly as his thumb pressed lightly against my lower lip. All I could do is nod as my eyes flicked down to his large package that was now straining to be released against his suit trousers. One thought ran through my head as I fixed my ponytail, what if someone walked into his office and saw us like this? I couldn’t deny the butterflies that erupted between my thighs as the thought danced across my mind. Guess I would have to find a new job if I got caught blowing my boss!

I wet my lips and bowed my head as my hands got to work undoing his belt and releasing his girthy rod. I took one last glance up at him through my eyelashes before taking him in my mouth. Slowly I started kissing his tip, licking and sucking as I slowly began to massage his length with one hand. Daddy let out a tentative moan as my speed and depth slowly increased. I could tell he was worried about getting caught but he was also so hard for me, I knew, without a doubt that he would risk it all to taste me just one time.

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