Daddy had her hooked up to the pumping machine again, she always forgot her own name the second that thing turned on. The pulse running through her breasts making her nipples erect and sensitive, made her pussy drip with anticipation.
" Good girl," whispered daddy as he gentle traced the curves of her breasts covered with the cups.
She was panting now rubbing her thighs together dyeing for him to give her attention.
He gently kissed her neck slowly moving to her shoulder using the other had to grab her throat. Smiling to himself as she let out a gasp of pleasure, not long, he thought to himself, before she's begging me.
At that thought he sank his teeth into her collar ready to mark her as his own breeding slut.
She heard herself gasp, she couldn't hold it in. He knew just what to do to her body. Feeling herself getting to a point of no return she reached to stop the machine daddy caught her hands.
" Last time you tried to turn it off what did I say baby girl," he breathlessly spoke into her ear.
Shaking from the orgasm that was about to hit she managed to whisper "You tied my hands up daddy so I couldn't misbehave."
He stopped kissing her and focused on how close she was.
