Bob Kile

my ass, daddy’s cum still warm inside me. My orgasm had been so explosive I’m finding it hard to stay on all fours. But I don’t dare sit and rest. I know from how daddy is looking at me that he is not finished. "You made quite the mess, piggy" daddy smiles as he bends down to take my face in his hand. His thumb grazes my lips and he slowly outlines them. I can feel my breathing beginning to steady, coming back to normal. In these tender moments, I know that daddy does care for me. Even if at times he treats me like his fucktoy. "You know I like things nice and clean, don’t you piggy. There’s only one filthy thing allowed in this house and that’s you." He stands back up and