He stepped into the room and my heart raced. His 12-inch cock bulged beneath his low-hanging trousers, begging to be let loose. His lips, so full, demanded a kiss. Our mouths met and we both knew our fate was sealed. His 12-inch monster of lust had been unleashed.
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I lowered my head and my tongue paved an insatiable trail around his circumcised cock as I reveled in its heft and robust size. With my eyes closed, I licked and sucked its ample length, pleasured in the scent of his salacious aroma that made my warmth increase. Daddy moaned as I deliciously conquered his manhood and tasted his succulent delight.
My second encounter with the 12-inch monster came in the summer, when the sun’s rays cast an orange hue across the city, and the air was filled with possibility. That day, I felt empowered—I fumbled with buttons and fabric, my heart racing as I revealed my naked body to him. His eyes drank me in, and I revelled in the feeling of being desired. I moved closer to him, and the monster was unleashed.