Chapter 52

• It’s in the way she wriggles and squirms and moans for my tongue, for my kisses, for my dirty fingers in her ass. She begs like she’s wanton and starved, and it’s a balm to my filthy soul, taking all of my restraint not to spear her tight little virgin pussy whenever she’s spread underneath me. She takes everything Daddy gives her, and still her ass grinds against my cock in the night, wanting more. Always wanting more. And tonight’s the night she’s going to get it.
• FRIDAY NIGHT WAS ALWAYS my plan. A surprise for my sweetheart after a long week at college.
• She’s none the wiser as I collect her from the college gates, telling me all about her day as she piles into the passenger seat. Kelly Anne this, and Kelly Anne that. Always that cow Kelly Anne.