[ Hilda is a remarkable woman. He wasn't ignorant to sex or even various kinks and temptations. But all of them were so far out of his reach back home. The back of his mind. Shoved so far and deep back that he never would have imagined himself even indulging in discovering what made him tick. The reason that she was remarkable in this light? Never in a thousand years would Ragna have ever learned that he actually liked being called daddy. That he could fall so deep into the heat of the moment that he could call Hilda his baby girl- that he couldn't wait before he was splitting her pretty pink pussy on daddy's fat cock. She really was a sweet girl...with a good head on her shoulders.
Yet how she awakens something in him. He's never gonna be allowed to hear the word in innocence ever again. And she's going to be the first person on his mind whenever it happens. She's the only one that's ever called him that. And if it meant that she got to keep an exclusive piece of Ragna to herself like this? ]
Visible proof like a hot load for your tits? [ He can't help himself, the addictive ringing of the bottoms of her breasts clapping against his thighs when his hips thrust up into the tight channel urging her and encouraging her further.
Then she halts him. His body visibly tenses and he has to moan with satisfaction and anticipation when she spits into her cleavage and gets him even wetter. Body wash, spit, precum, his bottom half has melted away. The only thing hard about him was that massive cock that looks like its on the brink of popping. Gasping when she asks him if he's gonna be a good daddy and make a mess of her rack? Ragna's blackened right hand slips beneath her breasts to pull from the base of his cock. Until his length slips out and it's back in his grip, rubbing against her boobs. ]
You think I should? You wanna make daddy cum with those big tits of yours? [ He taps the girthy underside of his cock against her breasts with a wet jiggle, smothering them as he fills her pretty little head with promises and a sense of urgency. ] Yeah? You wanna keep making daddy cum till you're dripping?
[ Still so patient and good to her as their eyes lock, he leans down for her, his free hand tipping her chin up so that he can hungrily kiss her where she stays between his legs. Glistening, thinning lines of spit break away as he wedges his cock back between Hilda's breasts, throbbing wildly for her as he lets her pick up right where she left off. ]
Keep pumping daddy's cock, princess.
[ Whoa! ...Where did THAT come from, Ragna? 💦 ]
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Yet how she awakens something in him. He's never gonna be allowed to hear the word in innocence ever again. And she's going to be the first person on his mind whenever it happens. She's the only one that's ever called him that. And if it meant that she got to keep an exclusive piece of Ragna to herself like this? ]
Visible proof like a hot load for your tits? [ He can't help himself, the addictive ringing of the bottoms of her breasts clapping against his thighs when his hips thrust up into the tight channel urging her and encouraging her further.
Then she halts him. His body visibly tenses and he has to moan with satisfaction and anticipation when she spits into her cleavage and gets him even wetter. Body wash, spit, precum, his bottom half has melted away. The only thing hard about him was that massive cock that looks like its on the brink of popping. Gasping when she asks him if he's gonna be a good daddy and make a mess of her rack? Ragna's blackened right hand slips beneath her breasts to pull from the base of his cock. Until his length slips out and it's back in his grip, rubbing against her boobs. ]
You think I should? You wanna make daddy cum with those big tits of yours? [ He taps the girthy underside of his cock against her breasts with a wet jiggle, smothering them as he fills her pretty little head with promises and a sense of urgency. ] Yeah? You wanna keep making daddy cum till you're dripping?
[ Still so patient and good to her as their eyes lock, he leans down for her, his free hand tipping her chin up so that he can hungrily kiss her where she stays between his legs. Glistening, thinning lines of spit break away as he wedges his cock back between Hilda's breasts, throbbing wildly for her as he lets her pick up right where she left off. ]
Keep pumping daddy's cock, princess.
[ Whoa! ...Where did THAT come from, Ragna? 💦 ]