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38. A Show for Both Daddies
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2026-07-23 20:00:15Anny walked into the dining room quietly. She was already in her night dress, a delicate peach-colored slip that fell lightly to her mid-thigh, the thin fabric whispering against her skin with every step. Her dark hair was let down, cascading in soft waves down her back.
Adriano and Michele were already seated. She hadn't seen them all day. By the time she had emerged from her room that morning, they h
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Daddy, Please 38. A Show for Both Daddies
Anny walked into the dining room quietly. She was already in her night dress, a delicate peach-colored slip that fell lightly to her mid-thigh, the thin fabric whispering against her skin with every step. Her dark hair was let down, cascading in soft waves down her back.Adriano and Michele were already seated. She hadn't seen them all day. By the time she had emerged from her room that morning, they had already gone out, no doubt consumed by the investigation, trying to solve the horror that had unfolded at Rosie's grave. The weight of their absence had hung over the mansion like a shroud and now, seeing them both at the table, something in her chest loosened just a fraction.She sat down quietly at her usual position at the head of the table."Hi," Anny said, a small
Daddy, Please 37. Playing Detective
When Anny woke up, it was with a pounding headache that throbbed behind her temples like a second heartbeat. The pain was completely understandable after everything that had happened yesterday. The weight of it all pressed down on her chest the moment she opened her eyes.The police had come eventually, summoned to the plains after she and the brothers had discovered the desecration. They had taken photographs, asked questions, made notes in their little pads with expressions that shifted between professional detachment and poorly concealed horror.But Michele and Adriano were relying far more on their private investigations than on any official police inquiry. They didn't trust law enforcement to handle this with the speed and discretion the situation demanded and honestly, Anny wasn't sure she trusted them either.
Daddy, Please 36. The Writing on the Coffin
"We all are going to the grave. That's my mother's body and I'm not going to sit here while the two of you handle this without me."The words had barely left Anny's lips when the response came."NO." Michele's voice was firm, brooking no argument."Right, you are not coming," Adriano affirmed, his voice equally strict and determined. His arms crossed over his broad chest."I am coming along," she said, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade."Darling, it's terrible enough that you even had to see such an image on your phone. I am not letting you go see it in person. I won't allow it," Adriano said, his voice softening by a frac
Daddy, Please 35. A Daughter's Worst Nightmare
Anny stirred from her exhausted slumber, her fingers coming up to rub at her heavy, sleep-crusted eyes. Every muscle in her body protested as she pushed herself upright against the rumpled pillows. Her knees still felt weak even as she sat motionless, a lingering reminder of everything Michele had put her through.An involuntary blush crept across her cheeks as the memories flooded back. The faint soreness between her thighs pulsed with every heartbeat, a constant, delicious reminder of how thoroughly she had been claimed. She shook her head slightly, trying to dispel the haze of desire that still clung to her thoughts. Reaching over to the bedside table, she grabbed her phone and unlocked the screen. Her eyes widened slightly at the flood of notifications that greeted her. A ton of missed calls and several unread messages.Most of the missed calls were from Morgan. Anny scrolled through the list, counting five separate attempts from her best friend. There was also one missed call fr
Daddy, Please 34. Breakfast Could Wait
"Let's see how wet and ready to eat my pretty slut is for me."The words had barely left Michele's lips when he lowered his mouth to her dripping pussy. His tongue swept through her slick folds in one devastating stroke and Anny cried out, her back arching off the mattress as if she had been struck by lightning."Ah! Daddy!"He didn't start slow. He devoured her like a man starved, his tongue plunging deep into her entrance before dragging upward to circle her throbbing clit. The overwhelming sensation made her thighs clamp around his head, but his hands were already there, gripping her flesh with bruising force, prying her legs apart and pinning them to the mattress."You taste even better than I remembered," Miche
Daddy, Please 33. From Good Morning to On Your Stomach
The door swung open with a quiet click and Michele stepped into the room.Anny's breath caught in her throat. Being propped against the headboard while he stood towering in the doorway made him seem even taller, imposing, a dark silhouette framed by the soft light of the hallway beyond. The door clicked shut behind him, sealing them in together.She took a deep breath, willing her heart to stop its traitorous racing. He was dressed simply in a loose black shirt with the top two buttons undone, yet he looked absolutely devastating. His dark hair was damp, droplets of water still clung to the exposed skin of his collarbone, catching the lamplight like tiny diamonds.In his hands, he carried a small tray. The domesticity of the gesture was so at odds with the predatory gleam in
Daddy, Please 5. Midnight Cravings
Anny smirked, licking the last trace of his cum from her lips. “If I cared, I wouldn’t have sucked your dick, daddy. And I’m sure you didn’t love her either. If you had, then you wouldn’t have let me do so and come here at this hour.”Anny's words hung in the air like a challenge, her smirk unwaver
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Anny’s bedroom was bathed in the pale blue glow of moonlight filtering through the sheer curtains, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air was thick with the scent of her arousal, a musky, sweet perfume that clung to her skin. She lay on the bed, still trembling from the aftershock
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"Welcome home, Anny," Adriano murmured, his voice dripping with quiet arrogance as he brushed past her, the heat of his body lingering in the doorway like a taunt. His composure was infuriatingly intact, not a single hair out of place, not even a flicker of guilt in those dark, knowing eyes. Anny
Daddy, Please 1. Forbidden Fruit
The call with her mother had barely ended before Anny hurled her phone onto the dorm bed as if the device had burned her. Her mother's voice still echoed in her ears, every syllable coiling low in her belly like something sick and twisting."Let me guess," Morgan said from her desk, spinning lazily
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