I was a filthy coke whore, desperate for my next fix. And my daddy knew it. He sat me down, a line of powder spread out in front of me. “Beg for it, you dirty slut,” he growled.
I leaned forward, my tongue darting out, snorting up the line. The coke burned my nose, made my head spin. But it was nothing compared to the burning need in my ass.
“Please daddy,” I whimpered, “I need your cock. I need you to fuck my tight little asshole.”
He grinned, unzipping his pants and letting his huge dick spring free. I bent over, presenting my ass, my puckered hole winking at him. He spit on it, lubing me up before ramming his cock into my tight heat.
I screamed, the pain mixing with pleasure, making my head spin. He gripped my hips, slamming into me hard and fast, pounding my ass with brutal force.
“You like that, you fucking whore?” he snarled. “You like having your ass stretched out by my big cock?”
I could only moan in response, my pussy dripping with arousal. He reached around, rubbing my clit, making me see stars.
“Come for me, you dirty slut,” he commanded. “Come on my cock.”
I exploded, my ass and pussy clenching, my body shuddering with pleasure. He kept fucking me through it, pushing me to the brink again and again.
Finally, with a roar, he buried himself deep, shooting his hot load into my guts. I collapsed onto the table, completely spent, my holes dripping with his spunk.
I was a coke whore, a filthy slut, and I couldn’t wait for my next hit. And next time, I hoped he’d bring his friends along for a gangbang.
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