“Oh unnnh!” she cried out again, big boobies heaving, cunt juicing like a waterfall now. “Oh oh oh!”
“I know you want it,” I ground out. “Ever since that session this morning, you’ve been dying to get this trashy pussy in my face. Haven’t you sweet girl? You’ve been teasing daddy, using your pussy to bait me.”
Laney almost didn’t answer again, she could barely even stand, knees trembling. But she took a deep breath then, and voice wavery, answered.
“No Mr. Channing,” she panted. “No, I didn’t mean to tease you, I swear!”
I bit her nub then, a small shriek escaping from her lips.
“You did,” I ground out hoarsely, inhaling the scent of flavorful wet cunt. Aw fuck, her musk was so strong, so female, and so needy, this sweet pussy needed hard dick bad. “You did,” I insisted again. “You wouldn’t have danced the way you did, showing off those tits, doing the splits to show me your cunt.”
She mewled this time, hips grinding a little under my mouth.
“I did,” she whispered this time. “I do want it Mr. Channing, yes, yes, please.”
I chuckled deep in my chest, voice still muffled in her folds.
“That’s good because Daddy wants you to be truthful with him always. Daddy’s little girl doesn’t lie, only bad things happen if you lie. Now baby, I’m gonna make it even better for you. You want that? You want to get your insides licked?”
She mewled breathlessly above me, grabbing onto the barre for support, big boobies heaving.
“Yes,” the girl panted. “Yes, taste my insides Daddy. All of me, it’s yours.”
And with that I smiled into that pretty pussy. Because I’m a thorough motherfucker. I don’t just give a little lick down there and then I’m done. I like tasting their insides, I like feeling a girl’s cream rush down my throat, so reaching two fingers up, I placed them on either side of her labia, pulling back gently.
And shit, but as her pussy spread, my dick literally twitched and spurted, it was so fucking beautiful. Her nether lips pulled back, parting to reveal the pink within, and it was fucking delicious. Deep, ruby red walls beckoned to me, glistening with nectar, almost pulsing she was so aroused.
“Yes Daddy!” she cried out above, looking down as I nuzzled her puss. “Yes Daddy, taste me, oh!”
Because I did it then. I licked up one wall of that juicy snatch, trailing across her clit before coming down the other side, sating myself on female ambrosia. Fuck, her cunt was so steamy, the flesh hot and wet, blasts of humid vapor enveloping us both. But that wasn’t enough. I sample my girls thoroughly, and slowly, I touched her nub with one finger, spreading fluid over her clit.
“Daddy’s gonna taste,” I warned. “Daddy’s gonna taste.”
Laney couldn’t reply, but her body did. As if in invitation, a drop of female fluid formed at her hole before sliding down one thick thigh, insides quivering in anticipation.
“Mmm, baby wants it,” I ground out. “Baby wants it bad.”
And with that, I slowly angled my tongue so that it formed a point and slid it up that vaginal passage. Shit, she was so tight, the walls pulsing around my mouth, almost clamping down as she screamed.
“Unnnh, oh!” came that delighted cry. “Ohhhh!”
But that wasn’t it. I kept sliding up, going up her inner passage, exploring that juicy territory with my mouth. Shit, she was absolutely delectable, honey flowing in a river now, drenching me. But as her vag gave it up, my tongue hit something that I never expected to find. Because oh yeah, Laney was a virgin. I’d just stumbled against that thin piece of tissue that only girls have, and her hymen was fucking intact.
I stopped, tongue still buried up that sweet snatch.
“Oh Daddy!” she cried out, looking down at me. It must have been disgusting to see, a strange man with his head buried in your sweet spot, thighs split so wide. But then again, maybe it was a turn-on and I wiggled my tongue teasingly.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop!” she begged again, squeezing her tits sensuously as I tongue-fucked that vag. “Don’t stop.”
But I had to ask.
“Baby, why are you a virgin?” I panted from between her legs, my blue gaze seizing hers. “What the hell?”
“Don’t stop, please,” she begged, this time one small hand reaching down and holding herself open for me, pulling those pussy lips wide. “Please, I can’t help it.”
I shook my head, rumbling deep in my chest.
“I didn’t say it was bad, sweet thing. I just wanted to know how someone as beautiful as you is a virgin.”
The girl was almost crying now, bumping that juicing puss against my chin. But I always get an answer and resolutely grabbed her hips, holding that curvy body still.
“Tell Daddy,” I commanded. “Tell me why you’re a virgin.”