Once I figured out how much Daddy liked them, I fell to my knees every chance I got.
I liked it because I could make him come so fast with my mouth. I saved blow jobs for quickies during the day. A few times, we almost got caught. Then again, that seemed to make Daddy come even harder.
I was in bed, almost asleep, when my bed shifted. I smiled into the darkness. The smell of Daddy’s body wash had my p***y throbbing. It was an automatic reflex at that point. When he came near, I knew I was going to get f****d.
He slid under the covers, and his bare skin pressed against mine. He was so warm as he pressed his chest to my back and reached around to play with my n*****s.
“I wish I could fall asleep like this,” I said.
“Me too, Baby. Me too.”
We said things like this often, but I had a fe
