“Breathe for Daddy.”

Your cock is throbbing-hard as you force yourself into me again, jerking my whole body. Your pace is slow and so deliberate, strong and almost shocks me each time.

We’ve been fucking for the whole afternoon. I’ve taken your pounding cock so many ways, I’m exhausted and sore… how are you still going?

It’s been a long, rough session. My skin is swollen, tits red and bouncing with your hard thrusts. You pause.

Your hands touching, running over me feel a little bit painful but hot-sting soothing on my welts.

After a minute of you caressing me nicely, my body relaxes, trusting that your slapping, twisting, pinching, biting is over for now.

My body is begging for your kindness. It needs rubs and pleasure, Daddy. Please. Enough hard love for just a minute. I squirm under your palms, flattened on my tummy.

“Mmm good girl… Daddy will make you feel nice. Do you want that, babygirl?”

I can’t help but smile, eyes closed as I exhale deep, nodding.