You Belong to Me: McKenna Is Daddy’s Little Whore

I slide into the car, the football team's thick, sticky cum still oozing down my inner thighs, soaking my skin and pooling on the leather seat. I'm not even trying to hide it anymore—fuck, part of me craves Daddy catching me like this, reeking of other men's loads. And oh, he does. His eyes lock on the glistening mess between my legs, fury twisting his face into something primal and possessive. "You belong to me, you filthy little slut," he growls, yanking me closer by my hair. "Not those jock assholes. You're Daddy's exclusive fuck toy now—my full-time whore, my personal cum dump to stretch and fill whenever I damn well please." His hands are rough, claiming every inch as he shoves me down, cock throbbing against my lips. I moan like the eager hole I am, spreading wide for him, loving how he punishes my pussy with brutal thrusts that make me scream. This isn't torment—it's the raw, obsessive attention I've been dripping for, Daddy owning me completely, breeding his little whore until I'm ruined for anyone else.