Paul complains that I’m always talking and doing things with my hands when I’m sleeping, so I hope I didn’t startle you.”
“O-oh, not at all. “But can you keep a secret, daddy?”
“Y-yes. Xnx Her other hand tugged at her nipple painfully, forcing more and more milk to spray out. Thank you, daddy.”
“N-no problem,” I swallowed. “Oh, daddy,” she moaned under her breath. “Cum!”
With her free hand, she grabbed her breast and squeezed. My hips bucked and shuddered against her hand riding the waves of her taboo fantasy. My god, she must’ve been having an erotic dream. “Oh, my,” she mewled. “Fuck…” I gasped in near silence. Despite that, my hips thrusted against her touch in reflex. I know a thing or two about being sexually neglected.
