One, Two, Three

He comes in my room.
I feel him, even though
He hasn’t touched me
Yet.
The warmth of his loving eyes,
Heats my body.
Then I feel
His hands,
Going up my legs.
Squeezing, kneading, massaging.
My ass raising off the bed.
He chuckles,
Oh, that is so sexy, he says.
Instantly I’m wet,
He knows,
He slides his hands up each thigh.
On my knees now, ready.
I feel hands
Glide across my ass,
Squeezing, kneading, massaging.
I feel fingers,
Leading hands to the warmth.
Fingers parting lips,
Entering me, slowly.
One, two, three
Fingers in me.
I feel his hot tongue,
Searing a trail across my
Ass,
Down to my warmth
Then back up
Teasing my other hole.
Licking, inhaling,
One, two, three
Fingers out of me.
Trailing up my
Backside.
Wetting me where
He wants.
I’m rocking, head turned
Sideways, no sounds are
Muffled.
He hears my moans
Loudly.
He knows just where to
Touch.
Knows just where to
Lick.
One, two, fingers
Enter me.
Are you ready
For three?
He asks.
Try me.
He feels
My fingers
On my clit,
He
Takes over,
Teasing me
Everywhere
I want to be
Teased.
I feel him raise up
Hand on my ass,
Guiding himself
In.
I grip the sheets,
He’s in, but doesn’t move.
I raise up,
Back up,
Pushing myself on him.
Taking all of him.
Sweet ass, taking that
Rock hard dick.
I feel hands
Grab my thighs,
He pulls me
Back, harder.
He slams, rams, crams,
All of that dick,
In my sweet ass.
Taking me to
Ecstasy,
One, two, three
Times.
I fall to the bed,
Legs shaking,
Body aching,
I can barely speak, still
Moaning.
His hands roaming.
He speaks gently.
I have more
For you baby.
I look up and smile.
Where do you want me
Daddy?

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