#daddy duff

Reaching down on his lap, Duff stroked your face, watching the way your wet sleepy eyes turned upward to look at him. Your cheek was against his upper thighs, a mess of hair he had been playing with laying over his stomach in bed. Your lips, plush, slightly chapped as you stared upward just milicentimters from his cock.

He could feel the way your warm breath was breathing softly against him, his hardness growing as you shifted your cheek to rest against the bump in his pants.

The soft groan from his lips as he reached down, fist grabbing the top of your head, both of you holding eye contact as he looked down at your sleepy face. The curves of your cheek and the warm  flush of your skin.

Some Halloween movie was playing in the background, you had chosen gore over the usual bedtime viewing of a true crime documentary. Mainly because unlike you Duff couldn’t fall asleep after watching stories about how horrible people were.

“You look so tired, sweet girl.” Duff teased, the warm pink of your cheeks flushing as you purse your lips, “Why don’t you close your eyes?”

You shook your head, hands coming up to his belt, eyes shifting to focus on undoing the buckle as you shifted letting your lower lip drag across his boner as you kept making scattered eye contact with him.

The soft sigh left Duff’s lips, the way he tugged your hair, just hard enough to raise your lips off the jeans. He watched you whimper as you finally got him out of the jeans. His fingers pushed into your scalp, moving your head forward to meet his cock.

You purse your lips, kissing the skin of his cock, the warm flesh, the warm feeling of his cock making you moan before you open your lips, tongue pushing out and sliding up and down teasing him as he made a sound that pushed you on. You gripped his shaft, pulling him up and using your lips to wrap around his cock, slipping down and around him.

Duff’s blonde hair hit the couch cushion as he shifted up, pulling his pants down more as he got comfortable and let you go down on him without trying to stop you. HIs hand readjusted in your hair, tugging it so you’d look up at him and he could catch sight of the way your eyes were watering.

The way he tugged made you fall down hard on his cock, gagging around him and watching him through blurred watery eyes. Duff groaned at the sight of this, loving the sound of you choking on him.

“That’s my girl, such a good fucking girl.” he praised you as you readjusted, now wanting to work harder for him, “Look at you choking on Daddy’s cock.” realizing he liked the sound of you struggling around him you played into his fantasy .

Whimpering around him you let your eyes water, letting his cock hit the back of your throat again as you gagged around him and Duff cursed. You could feel the way his balls raised, knowing he was going to be emptying his balls and you’d swallow him up like a midnight glass of warm milk.

The perfect bedtime snack.

The sound he made as he came, his legs shaking as you bobbed, holding your lips tight around him and feeling the way his cum spurt into your mouth. YOu were swallowing around him: one, two, three, four…his cock stopped jerking. Your mouth popping off as you slowly wiped the edge and sucked the tips of your fingers to relish the last taste of him.

Zipping him back up you pulled up his shirt and laid your head against the warm skin of Duff;s stomach. Your legs tucked up and tangled with his as you closed your eyes, smirking when you felt his hand come down and start stroking your hair as he tried to breathe normally.