Perhaps she was just wired wrong, but Devon adored being filthy for her father. The absolute best times were whenever she could pull him away from business to molest her tender little body in one of their wild marathon sessions. Such as sucking his cock while he was on the phone with his corporate managers, or climbing astride his lap in the backseat of the limo on their way to some boring fundraiser.
And this--this she loved, being flat of her back on her father's big desk while he pounded her like a piston, growling obscenities which never ceased to drive her absoutely wild. Smirking to his enticement, Devon brought both hands to her breasts, squeezing the soft tanned flesh with her fingers and rolling the nipples between her thumb and forefingers. A slack moan escaped her parted lips, jerking her hips up off the polished wood to meet Blake's powerful, deep thrusts, so close to reaching that next high.
She began to whimper and gasp, jolted a little bit higher on the desk every time he slammed his cock into her, but her body was greedy and wanton, clamping down on his stiff length with each relentless piston of him into her. Panting and shivering, Devon abandoned one of her breasts and that hand slithered down her slick stomach to rub at her clit, throbbing and hard beneath her fingertips.
That final stimulation coupled with Blake's ruthless fucking did the trick: throwing her over into a shrieking orgasm that shook her from head to heel, thigh muscles shaking as her hot little body locked down on her father's cock, milking him with slick deep ripples as she quaked and wailed.
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And this--this she loved, being flat of her back on her father's big desk while he pounded her like a piston, growling obscenities which never ceased to drive her absoutely wild. Smirking to his enticement, Devon brought both hands to her breasts, squeezing the soft tanned flesh with her fingers and rolling the nipples between her thumb and forefingers. A slack moan escaped her parted lips, jerking her hips up off the polished wood to meet Blake's powerful, deep thrusts, so close to reaching that next high.
She began to whimper and gasp, jolted a little bit higher on the desk every time he slammed his cock into her, but her body was greedy and wanton, clamping down on his stiff length with each relentless piston of him into her. Panting and shivering, Devon abandoned one of her breasts and that hand slithered down her slick stomach to rub at her clit, throbbing and hard beneath her fingertips.
That final stimulation coupled with Blake's ruthless fucking did the trick: throwing her over into a shrieking orgasm that shook her from head to heel, thigh muscles shaking as her hot little body locked down on her father's cock, milking him with slick deep ripples as she quaked and wailed.