Sugardaddy

Blonde hair falls over my shoulders. My sugardaddy stands there, older, confident, already hard. I drop to my knees. His cock is thick and heavy. I open my mouth and take him in slow, feeling every inch stretch my lips. He tastes like heat and power. I suck deeper, letting spit run down my chin. When he pulls out, he strokes himself twice and comes across my face. Thick ropes land on my cheeks and lips, warm and wet. I lick my bottom lip, tasting him. My young pussy throbs, empty for now, but I know what’s next.