I think he intends to pull out, but my legs are locked in place around him, and I don't slow my movements.
He groans and empties himself in me, and I keep moving for a minute or two before I just can't move at all anymore, so overpowered by the sensations within me.
With his weight on top of me, I hold him tightly and kiss his neck and his shoulders.
Finally, I whisper, "I love you, Daddy."
I don't know what I expect him to say, but I'm surprised as hell when he replies, "I love you, too, princess."
About fifteen minutes later, I'm surprised again when we're in the shower together, and it's the most erotic and beautiful thing just to rub lather over his body and to have him do the same.
As we dry off, he says, "You know, Sammy, when I said it was your turn, I meant I was going to
