He moans and closes his mouth, opening it again. I squeeze my tit and watch another stream hit the back of his throat.
After a few more times of it his eyes opened for me.
“You are so hot, milking yourself for daddy? Making him take your milk?” He moans to me, running a hand down my ass and spanking me hard.
“Daddy!” I glare at him when he grins at me.
“Give me that, you’re not even doing it right. Make daddy happy.” He tells me in a normal voice and it's so deep that I begin to grind on his soft c**k.
“Don’t you worry, it will get hard soon enough.” He grabs my tit and tightens his grip around it, making sure that he gets a good stream into his mouth.
He’s right I don’t milk myself right. Daddy knows how to milk me so that he can take the pain away faster.
He’s right about another
