"There, there," I rocked Alarik to sleep and placed him in the bed. As I straightened my back, Elsie pressed against me, her hand resting on my chest.
"I have noticed you've been staring at my boobs every time I feed the babies...," she roamed her hands on my chest suggestively. "...so I was wondering if you wanted to try it too."
"Daddy," she whispered it near my ear. I turned her around and slammed her against the wall.
She looked back at me and gave me a smirk.
"Guess, daddy always gets to you. Your reactions are always strong whenever I call you that," she chuckled.
"Yes, I like it when you call me that. But you shouldn't play with fire like that. Especially when you always end up begging me to let you go," I pressed my c**k against her ass.
"When did i-ahh," her words turned
