Chapter 12 Twelve: Tristan

• “Tristan. Oh Daddy! Oh, fuck!,” she whines, still undulating on my face.
• I made this beautiful goddess come and it inflates me with male pride. Might be ugly, too old for her and oversized, but at the very least, I can give her an orgasm. That confidence has my body moving to flip Lia on her back. Staring down into her dazed blue eyes, I shove down my briefs and fist my aching cock, shoving it against her hole. “Let me in, little girl.”
• “I’m yours, I’m yours,” she sobs, her hands twisting in the comforter on either side of her head, her thighs opening in welcome. “I want to make you feel good, too, Big Daddy.”