"fucking slut"
"harry"
"call me daddy"
"daddy"
"yes princess?"
"you aren't hitting the spot..."
"you haven't pleased me yet..." he says as he does the worm on top of me. he bounces on my vagina, making me fart a little.
"mmm i liked that..."
he says smelling the sweet stink that came out of my arse.
"oh god your ass releases such sweet auras i love you."
"oh harry- i mean daddy.."
he runs his tongue up my stomach, but i accidentally titty slap him.
"someone's getting fiesty?"
"i didn't mean to daddy..."
"yeah-"
he kisses me hard, shoving his condom-less dick into me. i scream.
"oh i hit that spot huh?"
he pauses. the only sounds that remains is our heavy breathing. he releases his cock from my vaginas grasp.
"i have to do something." he says, getting out of bed and walking into his office. i follow.
i peep through the door, my legs barely strong enough to see what he's doing. he strums his guitar. he writes something down.
he's writing a song. he stopped... mid fuck... to write a song.
"awwww what a quirky cutie" i whine.
"SHES AN ANGEL WOOHOO ONLY ANGEL" he yells.
and that is how only angel was made.
