Daddy’s Good Girl

Daddy’s Good Girl

Missy knelt on the bed between his legs stroking his hard cock. The fingers of both hands were working on him, kneading and pulling, her thumbs rubbing up and round his head, pressing lightly against the slit at the top. Up and down his shaft she played, then grasped him somewhat tightly and lowered her head to press her tongue against his head, licking at the hot little opening oozing precum.

He moaned and his leg muscles tightened as her lips wrapped around him, resting just below the rim. She sucked, and her tongue pressed against his head as she sucked. Her fingers moved gently on his shaft while she sucked his head. Missy’s tongue pressed and moved against him and he moaned again. He finally brought his hands up and into her hair, rubbing gently at her head and lightly pressing her down. She stiffened her shoulders and back in resistance and Bob moaned louder and his fingers pressed deeper into her scalp.

His hips were thrusting insistently under her and his hands were pushing on her head, finally she opened her mouth and let him push himself inside. Missy slowly but steadily sucked and stroked him with her mouth until she heard him start to softly moan and felt him moving and stiffening beneath her. She lowered her head and took him deep into her throat, sucking and swallowing, her throat tightening around him and then sat up. She smiled at him and licked her lips.

“Good morning, Bob.”

Bob raised himself up onto his elbows and looked down at his hard, throbbing cock and then up at her.

“Finish it, Missy.” His voice was morning rough and sent a shiver down her spine. She smiled and shook her head, but the giggle died in her throat.

He had her on her back so fast. She yelped in surprise and he grasped her hands in his and held them to the bed. His knees were on either side of her head and he poked at her face, the spongy head of his rock hard cock pressing against her cheek. Her mouth opened and she twisted her head until he was pressed against the roof of her mouth, then he leaned further over and slid down her throat. Her legs fell open and she moaned, rocked her head slightly. His hands tightened on her wrists as he rocked into her, several deep strokes. When his hot salty cum hit her throat she swallowed and struggled under him.

After holding himself still above her while she sucked and licked at him he leaned back and off to the side, sitting on the bed next to her head. He looked down at her and smiled. Using his thumb he pushed a thick trickle of his cum from the corner of her lips into her mouth.

“Missy, you need to learn how to just be a good girl sometimes.” He watched her as she sucked at his thumb.