"Suck," I said softly.

He flicked the tip of his tongue over my nipple lightly and quickly, occasionally smacking at the erection with the flat part of his taster.

"Please s-s-suck," I stammered, all breathless and wanton.

My horniness was reaching the point of desperation.

I had never suspected that such intense sensations were possible.

And I knew – as the song goes – that the best was yet to come.

Daddy wrapped his lips around my nipple and sucked with a smooth steady draw. He hollowed his cheeks with the vacuum he created in his oral cavity.

Daddy sucked and flicked his tongue across the nipple at the same time. He rubbed his teeth against it and even gave it a couple of love bites before he released and repeated the entire process with the other nipple.

Daddy kissed his way down the flat plain of my belly, which was heaving up and down a bit as I writhed and panted like a savage jungle beast in heat.

I purred.

My throat vibrated.

Daddy moved to his belly on the rug.

He got his head between my thighs.

He kissed from my knees to the sides of my pussy.

He licked and nipped at my hypersensitive inner thigh flesh.

I really thought my clit would explode of come popping right out of its nest at the top of my slit at any second.

I whimpered.

I whined.

My lips pulled back tightly over my pearly white teeth.

"I'm gonna die, Daddy! I'm gonna die!" I screamed.

I began to toss my head wildly from side to side.

"Yes, pumpkin," he said. "But it will only be a small death."