“Do you guys think Daddy would like it? Do I look like his babygirl now?” she squeaked behind her hands.
The chat definitely seemed to agree, but they couldn’t agree any more than Jordan did by the way he began stroking. Someone got so excited in fact, that they immediately tipped her enough to reach the ‘masturbation milestone’.
“Already?” Mia and Jordan whispered together.
“Imagine he’s watching,” said someone named ‘BaulBuster35’.
Mia loved that idea; the way her face lit up when she read the message made it quite obvious. As if almost to tease Jordan to his very grave, she leaned over just like she did the other night but in the wrong direction. She pointed her butt away and her face toward the camera. Jordan would have been upset, but he enjoyed looking at any angle of Mia, especially when she was enjoying herself. Mia giggled as she moistened her fingers in her mouth, then slowly trailed a line down her stomach and to the soaking pussy the audience was left to imagine.
She leaned in deeper with her chest against the bed and the back of her skirt flipped over, revealing the round hills of her butt separated by the thin boundary of her white thong. Jordan knew that bit of white lace like the back of his hand; it was one that belonged to his wife. His wife wasn’t as petite as Mia, but Mia’s ass compensated for the extra room in the thong.
“Mmm,” she moaned, teasing her outer lips the way she liked even before she did it for an audience.
The sounds Mia made was more than enough for Jordan; it was enough to make a blind man cum. He put the laptop on the side, laid on his back, and closed his eyes. He already knew what Mia looked like in a better resolution than anyone else on that site had ever witnessed. Enjoying the sound of her moans and dirty talk, Jordan placed one hand on his lower abs while the other stroked his cock vigorously. He hadn’t even taken off his work clothes; his expensive work clothes.
“What do I want him to do? Mmm,” Mia responded, sinking her fingers in. “I want him to fuck me,” she said, panting with every word.
Her eyes rolled back in excitement for simply saying that. Jordan’s eyes followed suit, except his eyes were already closed. He was already imagining fucking his babygirl. Mia serenaded the audience with a melody of wet sounds as she hammered her cunt. Her head twitched from side to side as she began breathing heavily.
“Just like that, Daddy. Please fuck me. Please. I’m begging you.”
Jordan wished he could. If it wasn’t for his last bit of restraint, he would have barged into her room and started plowing her on the spot.
“I want him to… I want him to…” Mia moaned, unable to finish her words. “I want him to fuck me with that big, thick, veiny cock of his. I’ve been thinking about it all day after putting in my mouth. He came so… Mmm. Fuck. He came so fucking much. I want to feel all that inside me.”
“God damn, Mia. When did you get so horny?” Jordan whispered. “Daddy wants to fuck you too, babygirl.”
“Mmm!” she moaned as if she heard Jordan’s grunts. “I want him to pound me until I can’t fucking walk anymore. I want him to pin me down with his big, muscular arms and make me take it.”