Good girl.....?

Riley strokes your hardening cock tentatively, and you sigh in frustration. Despite your discipline...despite your insistence, she seems determined to touch a hot stove.
"Riley Marie...what am I going to do with you...?" you muse, leaning back onto your palms. She responds by pulling open your zipper until your cock springs out. She watches your face, stroking your exposed shaft.
"I only...want to give you pleasure, daddy...."
You groan as she licks under the glans and down the shaft. "If I allow this, you can never tell anyone..." you grip her hair. "Do you hear me, Riley?"
"Of course, daddy. I'll be a good girl."
With those words, she begins her work, bobbing and slobbering on your cock as you lean back and close your eyes. It feels good, and helps to soothe your wounded ego to have this young thing so willing to please you. You bury your shame and guilt in the pleasure you feel and the satisfaction at regaining your sense of sexual power.
"...sssoo big..." her whispery voice pipes from your crotch.
"Less talk...more suck..." you grab her head in one head, gently face fucking her, then "assisting" her in getting all the way down. She gags, spitting sticky saliva all over your cock.
"...s...sorry... daddy.."
"It's okay..." you let her catch her breath before pushing her right back down.

At one point, you retreat to the pool recliner. Riley climbs out of the pool, freeing her perky tits before climbing onto you to continue her dirty work. You can't help but enjoy the feeling of **** for Jenna's behavior. She wants to be a cruel, domineering bitch? If only she could see her little girl being so good and obedient. It's too bad that would end in disaster for you.
These thoughts push you to the edge, and you blast your cum into Riley's mouth and throat. She coughs, but doesn't lose your load. Her watery eyes look into yours as she swirls your gift in her mouth before swallowing with a little grimace.
"Did...I make you feel good, daddy?"
"Of course, baby...I'm.... fuck...." her eyes and the orgasm bring your guilt crashing home. "I'm sorry...I shouldn't have done that...I'm a terrible father..." you drape your arm across your eyes.
"No, daddy!" she climbs up next to you, laying her head on your chest. "I wanted to make you feel good! I wanted it. And I like when you're forceful. I love that part of you..."
"This has to be a one time thing, baby."
"Oh." you can hear the disappointment in her voice. "Does it have to be?"
"If anyone ever found out..."
"We can be careful, daddy..." her hands find your shrinking cock. "I want to feel you inside me. At least once."
You sigh. This is what the fly feels like in the web, you guess. "Well, not tonight anyway."
After a few minutes of cuddling, Riley heads to bed, and you follow shortly after, chasing away the guilt with a few more beers before sliding into bed. Jenna doesn't stir, and you drift away to dreams of Riley...