Daddy's cock is a feast, and I'm starving. I suck him greedily, my hands stroking his shaft, cupping his heavy balls. He groans, fucking my face, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I relax, taking him deeper, my eyes watering. He tastes salty, his pre-cum coating my tongue. I can feel his need, his desire, and it fuels my own. I want him to use me, to fuck my mouth until he fills it with his hot, sticky cum.