Mr. President

Well, guess what?

I got enough fucking money that neither of us has to work ever again.

Sure, I want to work. I want to be top dog. I want to be the fucking best at what I do.

But it's not worth losing the girl I love over.

The girl right now whose body is responding to my cock as it nestles inside her ass cheeks.

She's grinding her hips against me in slow, circular movements.

I feel the nerves on my tip start to burn. Her skin is so fucking soft and her flesh is so pliant that I could cum all over her ass right now if I kept on doing this long enough.

Thinking about her ass guides my hands down to her cheeks and I squeeze.

Becca slowly wakes up, coming to life. She turns her head back slightly and realizes the position she's in. She knows what's happening and without a word, she pushes back on me with greater precision.

I run a finger over her lips.

They're puffy and swollen with desire. She wants this just as bad as I do.

Last night she was like a monster. She couldn't get enough.

Becca grunts, and in a moment she's adjusted herself. We're not spooning anymore. She's turned over on her stomach. She sticks her ass up in the air, inviting me.

I don't need to be asked twice.

Just because I love her doesn't mean that I won't fuck her like a whore right now.

I get on my knees and position my thick 12-inch cock over her slit.

She feels the head part open her lips.

"Fuck," she whimpers as my head stretches open her canal.

"That's good, baby girl," I whisper and in one smooth motion I'm inside her.

All fucking 12 inches.

"Oh my God," Becca moans as I piston my cock inside and out of her slowly.

I can afford to go slow.

"I love it when you fuck me," she moans into her pillow.

I continue to fuck her.

"What did I tell you to call me?" I ask her.

My cock is scraping against her walls, making her spasm involuntarily.

"Daddy," she whimpers. "I love it when you fuck me, Daddy," she says.

"That's a good girl," I say softly into her neck.

My nose brushes against the small of her neck and I kiss her. I can smell her hair. It smells like roses. "Fuck, you're so sweet and innocent," I say to her.

I can feel rather than see her smile into her pillow and she wiggles her ass a bit more.