Playing with ice

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I reached down and steadied his c**k as I lined myself up and slowly slid down. When I was fully seated on his thighs, I swirled my hips, feeling the full length of him inside me. "It reminds me of yesterday. I wish I had a few ice cubes." I shivered at the thought as I imagined him pressing the ice against my clit as his hot shaft pounded into me. "Next time," I whispered. "I'm not moving now that you're inside me." "You'd better move at least a little, or I'm going to have to do this." Daddy planted his feet on the floor and thrust up into me, almost dislodging me. He grabbed my hips and held me steady as he filled me again and again. "I'll move," I said. "You relax." And Daddy did just that. He slumped back in his chair and watched me with his hot gaze as I slowly lifted an

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