He comes home late. I should be asleep but Iâve been laying here in the dark, waiting, rubbing, imagining. He walks up the stairs and switches on the hallway light. I hear his jeans unzip as he comes in the room, his clothes hitting the floor. Without a word he lifts one leg over me, spreading his ass and sitting back onto my face.
Iâve been waiting for this all night and Iâm so relieved heâs not too tired. I donât hesitate. My tongue finds his hole and I start getting it as wet as possible and teasing his rim. Iâm finally in my happy place. I know where heâs been but I donât care as long he comes home and lets me serve.
He laughs. âDaddyâs disgusting little girlâs greedy for his hole tonightâ, he mocks, as I drive my tongue as far inside him as I can reach. I whimper in embarrassed pleasure at his words.
He pulls my pyjama top up and pinches my left nipple, hard. I feel him start to stroke his cock as he leans back against the head board and settles into a comfortable squat over my face.
âThis girlâs tits were incredibleâ, he tells me.
I knew this was coming. He always likes to debrief after a date and he has been getting more and more cruel lately.
âThey were real, but even bigger than these plastic ones of yours. They bounced while we fucked, it was so fucking hot.â He slaps my firm, unmoving bolt-ons as he talks. I feel myself blush with shame, but donât dare to stop licking.
âShe has such a pretty little pussy, tooâ, he continues. His cock-stroking gets faster as he thinks about the pussy he was fucking hours earlier. I think about it too as I rim him as enthusiastically as possible, trying to demonstrate my value.
âIt was almost too tight. It felt as tight as your asshole, baby girl, how hot is that? And her cunt tastes so good, plus she squirts when she cums. Do you remember when you used to squirt?â, he pauses, waiting for an answer. I know better than to stop licking, so I whisper a muffled âyes Daddyâ into his ass. He laughs again and starts bucking his hips, rubbing his ass all over my face and covering me with my own saliva.
âThatâs probably the only thing I miss about you having orgasms. But itâs fine because plenty of other girls can squirt. Fuck, this girl looked incredible when she came.â
I can hear in his voice heâs getting close. I know heâs thinking about her but Iâm desperate to show him I can still offer him something, even if itâs not a tight cunt, real boobs or a squirting display. I push my tongue inside his asshole as deep as possible and pulsate it, massaging his hole inside and out. I hear him moan a girlâs name - not mine - and I feel a warm splash across my inadequate silicone tits.
He shivers with the force of his orgasm and relaxes, pushing his ass back into my face, suffocating me while he enjoys his climax. I lay there as long as I can, not wanting to disturb his pleasure, sacrificing my need for oxygen for his orgasm. Eventually I start to struggle and my legs kick. He slowly gets himself up, no rush.
He lays down next to me, contented.
âIâm seeing her again tomorrow nightâ, he tells me. âI canât wait to get back in that pussy.â
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