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Author: Johndoe
last update publish date: 2026-05-23 05:17:55

Angel woke up the next morning in Mavin’s huge bed, her body sore in the best way. Her pussy still felt swollen and used from the night before. Cum had dried on her inner thighs. She stretched like a cat, smiling when she felt Mavin’s strong arm pull her back against his chest.

“Morning, baby,” he growled in her ear, his morning wood pressing hard against her ass. “Daddy’s already hard for you.”

Before she could answer, he flipped her onto her stomach and pushed her legs apart. No foreplay. He
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  • DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire   stripper for Daddy 5

    Angel’s body was already humming before she even stepped into Mavin’s penthouse. He had sent the driver again with a short message: *Come now. Don’t wear anything under the coat.*She obeyed. The silk coat rubbed against her naked skin the whole ride up, making her nipples hard and her pussy wet. When the door opened, Mavin didn’t waste time. He pulled her inside, slammed the door, and shoved her against the wall so hard the painting rattled.“Been thinking about this tight little body all day,” he growled, ripping the coat open. His hands were everywhere — squeezing her tits, slapping her ass, sliding two thick fingers straight into her soaked cunt.“Daddy…” Angel moaned, legs shaking instantly.He finger-fucked her fast and rough, curling deep while his mouth attacked her neck, sucking fresh marks into her skin. “You’re mine. Every fucking inch.”Angel came hard within minutes, gushing down his hand with a loud cry. Mavin didn’t let her recover. He threw her over his shoulder and ca

  • DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire   stripper for Daddy 4

    Angel woke up the next morning in Mavin’s huge bed, her body sore in the best way. Her pussy still felt swollen and used from the night before. Cum had dried on her inner thighs. She stretched like a cat, smiling when she felt Mavin’s strong arm pull her back against his chest.“Morning, baby,” he growled in her ear, his morning wood pressing hard against her ass. “Daddy’s already hard for you.”Before she could answer, he flipped her onto her stomach and pushed her legs apart. No foreplay. He slid his thick cock into her soaked pussy in one deep thrust. Angel moaned loud into the pillow as he started fucking her slow and heavy.“Fuck… Daddy,” she gasped.Mavin gripped her hips and picked up speed, pounding her into the mattress. The bed shook. He slapped her ass hard, leaving fresh red marks over the ones from last night.“This pussy belongs to me,” he said between thrusts. “Say it.”“It’s yours, Daddy! Only yours!”He reached around and rubbed her clit fast while railing her. Angel

  • DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire   stripper for Daddy 3

    Angel’s hands shook a little as she stood outside the tall glass building. Mavin had sent a driver for her after her shift. No club tonight. Just his place. She wore a short black dress with nothing underneath, just like he ordered. Her pussy was already wet from the anticipation, thighs rubbing together in the elevator as it climbed to the penthouse.The door opened before she could knock. Mavin stood there in a black shirt, sleeves rolled up, showing those strong forearms. His eyes raked over her body like he wanted to eat her alive.“Get in,” he said, voice low.The second the door closed, he pushed her against it. His mouth crashed onto hers, rough and hungry. One hand slid under her dress and cupped her bare pussy.“Already soaked,” he growled against her lips. “Such a needy little stripper for Daddy.”“Yes, Daddy,” Angel moaned as two thick fingers pushed inside her without warning. He finger-fucked her right there against the door, fast and deep. Her legs trembled. She held ont

  • DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire   stripper for Daddy 2

    Angel couldn’t stop thinking about him. All day her body felt restless. Her pussy kept getting wet every time she remembered Mavin’s deep voice calling her his dirty little stripper. She touched herself twice in the shower, but it wasn’t enough. She needed the real thing.That night at Club Velvet she picked her sluttiest outfit — a tiny silver bikini top that barely covered her nipples and a matching thong that disappeared between her round ass cheeks. She oiled her skin until it glowed under the lights.Mavin showed up at eleven, same VIP booth. The manager winked at her. “He asked for you again. Private room. He’s paying double.”Angel’s heart pounded as she walked in. Mavin sat on the black leather couch, legs spread wide, looking like he owned the place. His eyes darkened when he saw her.“Lock the door, Angel.”She did. The click sounded loud in the small room. The music from the main stage thumped through the walls, but in here it was just them.“Come here,” he ordered.She wal

  • DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire   stripper for Daddy 1

    Angel swayed her hips to the heavy bass, the stage lights burning hot on her tanned skin. She wore a tiny black thong and a sparkly bra that barely held her full tits. At twenty-two, she’d been dancing at Club Velvet for six months. It paid the bills and made her feel powerful — until the night Mavin walked in.He sat in the VIP booth, dark eyes locked on her like nothing else existed. Mid-thirties, sharp suit, broad shoulders, and a thick watch that screamed money. His jaw was tight, fingers tapping the armrest as she dropped low and crawled toward him on all fours. Their eyes met. Something electric passed between them.When her set ended, the manager pointed her to the VIP room. “Private dance for Mr. Mavin. He tips crazy. Don’t fuck it up.”Angel’s heart raced as she stepped into the dimly lit booth. Mavin leaned back, legs spread, watching her like a wolf.“Dance for me, Angel,” he said, voice deep and commanding.She started slow, circling her hips, running her hands over her bo

  • DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire   daddy professor fuck me hard 5

    Finals week hit campus like a storm. Whispers were everywhere — someone had seen a girl leaving Professor Kane’s office late, skirt wrinkled, lips swollen. Allie’s heart raced every time she walked the halls. She knew they were pushing it too far, but her body didn’t care. Her pussy ached constantly for him. One last time. That’s what she told herself.She sent the text after her last exam: *Your office. Tonight. Please, Daddy.*His reply came fast. *9 PM. Door unlocked. Be ready.*Allie showed up at 8:50 wearing a tiny sundress with nothing underneath. The building was almost empty, lights dim in the corridors. She slipped inside his office and locked the door behind her.Kane was waiting, leaning against his desk in a crisp white shirt, sleeves rolled up. The second the lock clicked he was on her. No words. He grabbed her face and kissed her hard, tongue fucking her mouth while he shoved her against the wall. His hand dove under her dress and found her bare, dripping cunt.“Fuck

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