Chapter 22 Like That, Daddy?

• "If my Daddy were here, it would be me who would be stroking his erection, and it wouldn't be with my hands, but with my mouth," she said, closing her eyes and letting her skirt and panties fall to the ground so that he could see what she was doing.
• "If he were here, those tits would already be completely marked with the bites I would make with my teeth," he assured, marveling at her inhibition, not missing any of the details that the screen allowed him to see.
• "Even if I wanted to finger myself, I couldn't do it, because my need is for you to be the first thing I feel entering that part of my anatomy," the phone was right in front of the mirror, which allowed not only him to observe her, but also for her to see herself reflected, her face red and her lips tearful from pleasure, it was like seeing someone else in that reflection, not recognizing herself, yet she wasn't afraid, she relaxed even more as she turned around, facing away from him, giving him a good view of her ass, which she slapped a couple of times.