“You like my tits daddy? They’re really hard right now.” he didn’t finish putting the shirt on again and instead moved his hand against his pecs, dragging fingers against his skin before pinching his nipple hard. “Like this, daddy?”
“I can see that. You can tell daddy what you’re excited about, baby? What’re you thinking?” He watched Liam with appreciation that bordered on admiration. “That’s it. Twist those nips harder. Daddy wants to hear his sweet girl.” He towered over Liam, glaring down as the thick, hairy chest rose and fell. “Have you fingered that pussy for anyone else this week? Be honest.”






