My finger slips inside her to prove my point. Her body tenses, her pussy muscles clenching around my finger. My finger's slow pace dipped in and out of her wet pussy. Circling and pressing her enflamed clit. Her hips lift.
Begging for more of all this. Her goal, to cum on my plundering finger. Looking into her pleading eyes. I knew she was mine. I whisper, "Who's your daddy?" With a sigh, she bites her lower lip before she moans "You!"