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“What!” she yells.
I thrust two fingers into her pussy and one into her ass. She yelps in surprise and tries to look back at me. She lifts her hand to hit me, but I yank her hair back harder as she moans, her pussy so fucking wet, so fucking eager.
“Ah, so you’ll let ‘Daddy’ fuck you in your sleep, but I’m not welcome?” I demand.
“I didn’t… I… Brad?” she asks, trying to put the pieces together.
“Who else would be rough with you like you need, little slut?” I demand, jerking my fingers away from her. “Who else wouldn’t let you get away with coming when you want to?”
She whimpers and squirms. “But I…”
If only I had a belt to wrap around her pretty throat. Then I could leash her and keep her in place while fucking her like I need. It doesn’t matter. This will have to do.
I swat her pussy again, making her whimper. “Would you want to miss out on me while asleep? Huh?”
“Brad, I—”
“Yes or no?” I demand, giving her an inch of my cock. She moans and moves back, trying to take more of me, but I grip her hip hard. “Answer me or I’ll walk away, leaving you tied to the bed so you can’t touch yourself.”
“Brad,” Dad says.
“No. Please,” she whines.
“Oh, you want my cock in you now? Weren’t you just pushing me away?”
“I want you, please, please,” she begs.
“That’s right. Because you’re an eager little slut for me,” I growl, sliding all the way into her and making her mine while my father just watches.
He has his way and I have mine. Mine might be darker, more threatening, rougher, filled with punishments, but based on how Katie is whining and yelling, trying to bury her face back into the pillow to hide every sound leaving her throat, my way works just fine.
I push a finger in her ass, watching how well she takes me. “I need to use your ass again soon, little slut. I know you love having me back here in this tight little hole.”
“Yes,” she moans.
“Say it all,” I order, holding still. When she doesn’t immediately answer, I push her head back into the pillow, holding her in place while I just grind inside her, making sure she feels me, knows I’m in control, that she’s at my mercy.
My grinds become harder and soon her hands reach out, patting on the bed as she can’t breathe.
“And what are you?” I hiss in her ear and lift her head just enough for her to take a breath.
She pants, and I see the faintest smile on her lips. “Your good little slut.”
“That’s right,” I say before slamming into her again.
She takes my cock so fucking well. It’s never a question ofifI’ll come. I know my brother got to have her in a lecture hall and I disrupted my father’s play, so I need to prove I’m better than both.
I bottom out again and again until her pussy squeezes around me as she half yells, half moans for me. She gushes on my cock, and I chuckle. “You got to come. What comes next?”
“Whatever you want,” she pants.
I increase the pace, jerking her back against me as I let go of her hair and grab her throat. She shudders, her pussy clenchingaround my cock until I slide out, flip her over, and come all over her breasts and face. I love seeing her wearing my cum.
She wheezes, looking at me with hazy, exhausted, freshly-fucked eyes, then slowly looks at my dad. She lies back while licking the cum on her lips. She runs her fingers over her breast and sucks them.
“Did you fuck me too, Daddy?” she asks, her voice all breathy and innocent.
“Always, Angel,” he says, and I pick her up without question to get her cleaned up.
