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POP MY CHERY DADDY.

Chapter 23.

ISABELLA.

“Oh fuck Isa! This feels.” His moan reverberated through my body, his HUGE cock filling me out.

“Oh isa… your pussy is so fucking tight! and warm. I want to fill you up so bad! I want to bury every inch of my cock into your tight dripping pussy! I want to fuck you so hard!” He groaned pulling halfway out of me and slamming every inch of his cock into me.

“Daddy!!!” A loud wail tore through my throat as I felt every inch of his cock filling me up. my legs shuddered, but he remained still, settling into the warmth of my pussy while I took that time to adjust to the feel. Heck! My legs were trembling and I could feel the cap of his cock hitting the halt of my pussy.

With teary eyes, I stared up at him. His lips were parted and the veins at the sides of his neck stretched out.

“Oh, Isa!!! this pussy is so warm! it accommodates me.” He registered those voices into me and slowly began to move in and out of my pussy.

“Daddy… Daddy..” My voice
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