

I gagged and he pulled his cock out of my mouth, drool connecting us in slimy tendrils. Mouth open, I locked eyes with my Daddy, and asked him for more. He grabbed me by the jaw and smeared my drool all over my lips and chin, adding his own saliva for good measure, and my necessary humiliation.
As his fingers slid deeply into my mouth, they touched uvula and he whispered "Good girl" as I steadily held eye contact and breathed deep. In went his hard dick again, pushing all the way back to the tight spot in my throat, opening me from throat to heart. He groaned, I moaned, and felt my pussy flutter and eyes wiggle in response to his ecstasy. And that's exactly how it felt.. Like good Molly, leaving me giggling, satisfied, spent, but I got to keep my seratonin :p
Stories from the vaults! LMK if y'all dig this format, I'd love to write more here :)