Daddy can’t handle his daughter’s perfect body

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Slapping her tits caused her boobs to bounce even more, and his big rough hands dug into them even more firmly. He dove back in and scrubbed his face into her massive, juicy tits, growling like a lion. Feeling her big, bare tits moulding to his face as she rode him. Falling back, letting his hands dig into the succulent flesh of her massive tits, he smiled hungrily at her. “Look at you, bitch. You’ve been teasing that hot body of yours for years, torturing me with it. And now your shoving your huge boobs in my face and riding my big fucking cock! Haha! You’re the best daughter ever! I fucking love it!”

“Oh my God!” she sighed. She bounced a little faster as daddy tore her down, but she was still holding back from losing herself. Not saying anything to defend herself. Not letting go and fully embracing this fierce fucking. She was staying quiet and biting her lip, only letting out small little moans of pleasure. She was bouncing lightly, and she was doing a good job at taking about half of his length on every bounce.

But in Tyrone’s opinion, she could do so much better.

This girl was built for it. Just, her body… her round, juicy ass, which was just a fantastic combination of rippling muscles and fat. Her tits, which were absolutely massive and smooth and built to be squeezed. Those killer thighs that drove him insane. And her pussy, man her pussy was incredible, tight and wet and oh so eager. This bitch wasn’t just built for sex, but she was built for nasty, brutal, hardcore fucking.

And he needed to give her that.

“Stand up bitch!” he growled while spanking her hard.

“Uh… wha…” she said, confused, drunk with pleasure.

“I said stand up!” he commanded again, slapping the side of her ass, spurring her into action. While dizzy and flicking her hair like only a model could, she peeled her sweaty body off of his, pushing herself up, sitting up straight. Her head sagged slightly, a bit shaky. Finally, she steeled herself, ground her ass into daddy’s lap, squeezing his still throbbing cock, before she pushed herself to her feet, standing on shaky legs. Tyrone’s python-like cock slid out of the swimsuit model’s cunt for the first time in what felt like forever, standing erect like a tower from his body, coated with a thick, shiny layer of his baby girl’s sex-juices.

Tyrone pushed her into the bed like she was nothing but a toy. Moving quickly, he ripped off the sheets he needed to destroy her completely and sat down atop of her big and muscular thighs.

Alexis looked over her shoulder at him while she felt her hands be tied behind her back, and her eyes immediately locked onto his throbbing member. It had never looked more menacing, bouncing slightly as he tied her ankles to the bed posts, the huge, imposing head pointing straight at her.

When she was completely tied to the bed, she looked at him in awe as he stroked his rigid tool against her wet pussy lips.

The gorgeous eighteen-year-old arched her back and held her perfectly round ass back toward her daddy. And she couldn’t help but wonder why he’d decided to take her today? She’d been teasing him for years and her body hadn’t changed overnight. She’d been just as hot yesterday, but perhaps her age had been the only thing preventing his dam from bursting? It had to be, not that she cared, she wanted to be taken. It was her fantasy and if it was her daddy that make her fantasy come true, then so be it.

Not that she could prevent it either. She was tied, helpless, under his mercy and so unbelievably turned on by how good his black body looked atop of her gorgeously tanned skin.

Was she developing a black fetish? It felt like it.

Wow, maybe she should’ve let the black kingpin on school have some fun with her in the corner he’d pressed her into after all rather than call out for her help.

But she could always correct that mistake.

“You know what I’m gonna ask of you…” Tyrone began, his smooth, silky voice making the head cheerleader shiver as she looked back at him, the sides of her jiggling breasts visible from behind. “You know what men like me ask of their whores…” he said, resting his fingers on her smooth hips, gripping them lightly. “You knew how this would end the second you knelt before me…” He held her gaze with his as she chewed on her lower lip hotly. “So, I just want you to ask for it… I want you to beg. So, bitch… give your daddy what he wants,” he finished, holding her gaze sternly, pausing in place.

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