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that. When a woman hasn’t had a baby yet, her vaginal walls are much tighter.”
    “Oh.” She nodded, feeling him pull back just a little. His cock head moved in little circles, hips moving just slightly, just the tip of him in her.
    “Now a little more.” He gave her another inch, the stretch of his head being forced inside stealing her breath as her body adjusted to him. He moved into her slowly, inch by glorious inch, as his hands cradled her face, one hand caressing her cheek and then running through her hair.
    “Oh! Daddy!” Hanna cried out as he pressed deeper, her body tensing as his cock reached her hymen, pushing past the barrier with an impossible stretch and burn. “Oh no! No!”
    “Yes, sweetheart,” he whispered. “I’ve got you. Just breathe.”
    “Ohhhh!” She shook her head, wanting to fight it, push him away. But this was what she wanted, she reminded herself. This was Marshall, the man she’d dreamed about, the man she’d secretly wanted for so long. She wanted this. She did.
    “Let’s get to the other side.” He kissed her softly. “Then I’ll bring you more pleasure than you’ve ever known.”
    With that, he pushed in. The pain came, sharp and swift, but she bit down on her lip to stifle her cry. He kissed her lip where her teeth dug in, making her release it.
    “Just wait a minute, let it pass,” he whispered.
    She opened her eyes to find him staring into hers. He kissed her again, gently, and her inner walls gripped his cock all on their own.
    “Your tight little pussy already wants more.” A smile flitted across his lips. “I can feel you squeezing my cock.”
    “Does it feel good?” Hanna focused her energy there, using her muscles to do it consciously this time.
    “Oh!” Her stepfather cried out at the sensation, his hips moving, pressing him deep. “Hanna!”
    “Is that a yes?” She smiled, awash with the power of it as the man bit his lip, his face screwed up, like he was in pain.
    “Yes,” he managed, his breath short. Then he opened his eyes to look at her. “Do you feel how perfect this is? How God intended us to be together this way?”
    “Oh yes,” she agreed, arms wrapped around his neck. “It feels so right. Anything that feels this good couldn’t possibly be wrong.”
    “Good girl,” he smiled as he began to move again inside her.
    It hurt at first. His cock felt huge inside her, impossibly big, a steel beam trying to penetrate her flesh. Hanna clung to him, her nails digging into the meat of his upper arms as he pulled back and thrust, slow, easy, but still. She bit her lip to keep from crying out. Her stepfather whispered in her ear, sweet words, reminding her to breathe, relax, and slowly, she felt her body accept him.
    With every thrust, he went deeper, each stretch building a heat that tightened her core. He propped himself up on his elbows, moving his hips faster, looking into her eyes, gauging her reaction. Hanna stretched her neck up to kiss him, wanting to feel his mouth, his breath hot. She could still taste himself on his lips.
    “More, sweetheart?” he asked, grinding his hips into her pelvis.
    “Yes!” she cried, lifting to meet him. “Oh it’s so good, Daddy! Your cock feels so big and hard inside of me.”
    “And you’re so wet and tight,” he groaned. “Wrap your legs around me. That’s a girl.”
    She did as she was told, feeling his cock shift, pressing into her softness, hitting something deep inside her with every thrust that made her cry out with pleasure.
    “Do you feel that?” he asked, searching her eyes.
    “Yes!” Hanna gasped, writhing, curving her back. She ached for more. It amazed her how fast it had all gone from pain to pleasure in the wet heated friction between their bodies. “Oh Daddy, that feels good!”
    “I’m going to fuck you now,” he said. Those words made Hanna’s eyes go wide. Fuck you. They were so naughty, so wicked, but it felt so good to hear them from his lips. Why was that? “This