You have a daughter

His finger reached my pleasure point, making me moan, held back by his mouth.

Hector's lips descended to my neck, which he licked before giving a hickey, his fingers not neglecting to keep me aroused.

- Why don't you let me touch you... Fuck. – I complained again.

He laughed seductively, biting my lip, tenderly and gently:

- If I let you go, I know you'll run away.

- No... I won't... - I assured, in a thread of voice.

He pulled back a little and slightly bent my legs, then spread them in his direction.

- Ah... It kills me... Literally. - I felt my skin crawl before he did what I predicted.

The index finger touched my pleasure point again, being squeezed lightly while making circular motions, making me go to heaven (or hell) in seconds.

I screamed, rolling over on the bed in ecstasy, closing my legs and trapping his hand between them.

- Oh, I love hearing your screams and moans when I touch you, Barbara. I missed your skin so much, your smell... Your hot pussy.

I took a hard breath, tr