Matthew had to stifle a groan at the feeling of your tight cunt convulsing around his fingers, the lewd wet sounds mixed with your own moans like music to his ears. He was so hard, cock throbbing against your ass as you squirmed in his lap, but he put it off, dead set on making you cum on his fingers before he’d do anything else to you. His thumb gently circles your clit, deliberately slow and teasing, drawing out a frustrated whine from you. “You like that, baby girl?” He asks, regarding your writhing form with a pleased grin on his face. “Or is that not enough for you?” He mutters, his voice low and breath hot against your ear. “You greedy girl...” He chuckles, licking his lips as his fingers continue their relentless teasing of your cunt, keeping you teetering on the edge of your orgasm.

“Don’t worry, Daddy will take care of you...” He promises, kissing the skin of your neck right below your ear, finally relenting and rubbing your clit faster. He keeps his steady pace, thrusting his fingers into your pussy, your slick arousal dripping down his palm. “Atta girl...” He moans breathlessly, the feeling of your cunt squeezing his fingers making his cock throb with anticipation of what’s to come. “How was that? You seem like you enjoyed yourself...” He teases as he withdraws his fingers from your sopping cunt, bringing his dripping fingers to his lips and sucking them clean.

He savours your taste for a moment before pulling his fingers out with a wet pop and an obscene moan. “It’s time for the main course, isn’t it?” He says, his eyebrow raised but he’s not asking, already gently pushing you down onto your back and slotting himself between your legs. He makes quick work of his sweatpants and boxers, heavy cock slapping up against his abdomen, leaving a slick trail of precum on his skin.