Oh Daddy, you know I couldn’t stop thinking about you since ..

Oh Daddy, you know I couldn’t stop thinking about you since our last fuck. Even fucking other men in a row on boys night felt nothing like being one on one with you. It wasn’t hard to break up with your friend, doing so at his next party which you attended. Drink in hand as your eyes followed my every move. I cross my legs to hide my small hardened clit, my boyfriend rubbing my thigh as I sit next to him while hard and horny for you. His fingers try to explore but I stop him. Leaning over and casually whispering it’s over because I’m bored before getting up and walking towards the exit of his wall to wall, packed high rise apartment. He doesn’t make much of a scene in front of others, in fact he starts openly flirting with other whores at the scene but I’m already yours. Brushing past your shoulder, my sweet masculine scent enticing your already hard and twitching cock that you hide with your dark jeans. I know we’re not going to make it out that door without your well deserved release inside your pretty prize. Your grip on my shoulder, nudges me into an open bedroom where a couple is already fucking in the bathroom but we don’t give a shit. Your hands already under my cropped shirt as you suck my neck with your fingers tracing my hardened nipples. My small hands already have your jean buttons undone and before I can press my palm to your hardened cock, you turn me right around, pressing me against the wall before immediately sliding inside my slick wet pussy that aches for you. Clenching around your hard cock, you groan in response from my pussy’s hard grip ok your cock, sucking you in and refusing to release you until you cum inside. You have me wet, hard, and moaning out like the little owned slut I am. Not caring if my now ex or any of the men who fucked me prior here. You’re not stopping until I’m dripping with your cum in front of everyone and your ownership of me is reclaimed 🥵