Se connecter"That's it, you dirty, little slut. Ride daddy's fat cock like the addicted bitch you are. Your pussy's choking me even harder now. That means you're starting to like it, you shameless whore. You've been my secret cumdumpster for years, Jess. My married daughter, spreading her legs for daddy's dick. So sexy, baby," Christopher grunted out, burying his head between her tits, biting and kissing the flesh as he held her close, still pumping away at her pussy. The tenderness in his intense gaze, despite his foul mouth and brutal thrusts, had Jessica rolling her hips once more. The pleasure was otherworldly. This time, her body wouldn't allow her to stop. "God, daddy, yes," she moaned, unable to help herself. She shook her head frantically, but her hips betrayed her, grinding down in hurried, desperate circles. The argument with Robert faded as forbidden heat built low in her belly. Christopher grinned up at her from between her breasts like a vulture. He grabbed her ass hard, maki
“Oh, Daddy, I can't believe this is happening,” Jessica murmured, her voice trembling as she felt his familiar, overwhelming warmth enveloping her completely. She blinked through the haze of tears, her body moving on pure instinct, rising and falling in a rhythm that felt both alien and achingly known. Christopher's hands gripped her hips roughly, guiding her down onto his thick cock with a possessiveness that made her spine tingle. “Shh, baby girl,” he growled low in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers racing across her skin. “We've been doing this for years now. Every time that worthless husband of yours pisses you off, you come crawling back to daddy's dick. And every time you whine about how shocked you are that you're daddy's whore. Everything is okay, Jess Jess. You'll remember soon.” Jessica's mind spun in chaos as fragmented memories flickered through her mind's eye like broken frames. Her very being rejected them. Blocked them. out. She was in her parents' living
“Fuck. Daddy, pull your pants up,” Laney hissed under her breath, hurriedly pulling her dress back over her ass in a panic. Of course Walden didn't cheat. What the fuck was Laney thinking? The only cheater in their marriage was her. She didn't even have the excuse of not knowing anymore. Theo had half a mind to tell her no. His dick ached so badly he was prepared to fuck her in front of Walden. In the end, his conscience won out. They redressed in frantic guilt, only just managing to make themselves decent moments before Walden entered the room. Seeing his wife crying, a distraught Walden went to her. He remembered when they fucked in forbidden places like the interns in his office tonight. Walden wanted his wife back, any way he could have her. "I've been distant, I'm sorry," he said softly, handing her roses. "I'll make a real effort to help you adjust, Laney. No more tears, okay baby?” Walden's words were a noose around Laney's neck. They made her choke out harsh
Laney hopped into a cab after stumbling her way down the stairs and out the door for the first time since the accident. She was so caught up in wanting to get out of the house that it bypassed her paranoia about rejoining the real world. “It's not my fault, Walden. I didn't know,” she said on a loop in the back seat of the cab, replaying every last fuck in the last few months in her mind’s eye. You may not have known the whole time, but you loved it all, you whore. Laney's conscience attacked her. Never once did she ask Theo to stop. Why? She hadn't wanted to. Laney liked having her ass wrecked and abused by Theo’s big dick. “Not my fault. I didn't ask for this,” Laney echoed, bracing herself when she finally made it to Walden's office. “Please understand, Walden,” she whimpered, on the verge of tears. “I was just so lonely. I so desperately wanted it to be you." While Laney hesitated to knock on the door of Walden's office, she heard a woman cry out in pleasure fro
“Your mom never fucks me anymore, Laney. What the fuck does she expect? I'm a man with needs. Daddy has to fuck, doesn't he, little one?” a frustrated Theo finally snapped, having held back on speaking while fucking Laney for months. “But daddy, not your own daughter. God, daddy, we shouldn't,” Laney said feebly through harsh pants. The wet slaps of skin on skin echoed in the room. Laney screamed, her moans tearing from her throat as orgasms ripped through her one after another. Her pussy walls spasmed. Her juices dripped down her daddy's balls. She opened her mouth to tell him to stop, but the word wouldn't come out. Fuck, daddy's dick felt good. So damn good. The orgasms were so intense it bordered on pain. No matter how guilty or betrayed Laney felt, her pussy wouldn't let her give up that good, big, pussy wrecking dick. “Shut up, cum dumpster. You love it. If I'm not fucking you, you'll kill yourself. Won't you? Take it. Let your daddy make that slutty cunt feel good
This part was what bewildered Laney the most. Walden was Diabetic, so she let it slide, as he rushed out the door. “I guess he has to eat. Don't want his health affected, do I?” she said with a sigh, throwing herself down onto her back, recalling the orgasm his dick had given her with a dreamy smile. In the back of her mind, suspicions lingered, but Laney did not want to disappoint daddy after he went through the trouble of cooking dinner every night. So she made herself decent and went down to dinner. The next night, Theo drunkenly stumbled back into Laney and Walden's bedroom, despite telling himself all day that he would not. Of course, Ella called and changed his mind. The bitter argument still seared his ears. She'd extended her trip again, dismissing his loneliness, saying shit about her career being important. Whiskey burned in his veins as he slipped into Laney's room. Theo was too drunk for pretense tonight. Laney liked his dick. Why shouldn't she take it?







