I can’t stop imagining of my dad fucking me
I (16F) can’t stop imagining myself naked on my bed, him coming into my room to check on me. I want him to lose his mind and hold me down, finger me rough until I’m dripping down his hands. Then he’d squeeze my neck and release while his tip prods my little hole. I’d pretend to cry, telling daddy to stop. All the while in my mind, begging him to push it in. He’d flip me onto my stomach, pinning me down, whispering how he’s going to take my pussy. His cock tip would tease me again before he pushes in just a little then pulls back out. He’d smack my ass until I had tears in my eyes before he wraps my hair around his hands and pull my head back. His lips on …