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Chapter Five
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We stepped into the shower together, hot water pouring over our naked bodies. But Mr. Zeal had no intention of just washing me. His hands roamed greedily over my skin, never resting.
“I’m not done with you yet, princess,” he growled against my neck, kissing and sucking hard enough to leave fresh marks. “I want to fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow. Until this tight little pussy remembers only Daddy’s cock.”
His words sent a fresh wave of heat between my legs. I gripped the shower bar tightly as my knees weakened. This was everything I had fantasized about for years — finally having what my mom had been enjoying all this time. The forbidden thought made me smile through my moans
“Fuck… Daddy, let’s go back to the bed,” I whispered desperately, pulling his face to mine.
Our tongues tangled in a messy, hungry kiss.
He explored my mouth like he owned it, deep and possessive, while his hands squeezed my ass, grinding his hardening cock against me.
He lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist. His thick cock nestled hot and heavy between my ass cheeks as he carried me back to the bedroom, water dripping everywhere. He dropped me onto the mattress with a hungry look.
“Be a good girl and spread your legs wide for Daddy,” he commanded, voice thick with lust.
“I’m going to devour this pussy until you’re begging me to stop.”
I obeyed instantly, spreading my thighs obscenely wide. His dark eyes locked onto my swollen, reddish clit and dripping folds. The raw hunger on his face made me throb even harder.
“Princess, finger that pretty pussy for me. Show Daddy exactly how you touch yourself when you think about me.”
My cheeks burned, but arousal won. I hooked one arm under my knee, pulling it back, and slid my fingers down. “Ahhh…” I moaned as I spread my slick lips open with two fingers, giving him a full view of my glistening pink hole.
“Shit…” Mr. Zeal groaned, licking his lower lip.
He wrapped his big hand around his rock-hard cock and started stroking slowly, precum leaking from the tip. The sight of him pleasuring himself while staring at my exposed pussy turned me on so much I whimpered.
I rubbed my swollen clit in slow, tight circles, then pushed two fingers deep inside myself.
“Ohhh yesss, Daddy…” My head fell back as pleasure surged through me. I pumped them in and out, faster and deeper, the wet squelching sounds filling the room. My hips rolled shamelessly, juices coating my hand and dripping down my ass.
“You’re fucking killing me, Joan,” he growled, stroking himself harder, eyes glued between my legs.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. In one stride he was on me. He yanked my hand away, spread my legs even wider, and buried his face between my thighs.
“Fuuuuck… Daddy!” I cried out, back arching violently as his hot tongue dragged flat from my entrance all the way up to my clit.
He devoured me like a man possessed — long, sloppy licks mixed with gentle bites along my folds. Then he thrust his tongue deep inside me, fucking me with it while his nose rubbed my clit.
My pussy clenched around his tongue, fresh cream flowing freely. I tried to close my legs but he held them open with strong hands, burying his face even deeper. The wet, obscene sounds of him eating me out were filthy and loud.
“Ahhh… nnghhh… Daddy!” My toes curled tightly. The pressure built insanely fast. “I’m… I’m cumming!”
He sucked hard on my clit and I exploded. I screamed, thighs shaking violently as I gushed into his mouth. Wave after wave crashed through me. He licked up every drop greedily, groaning like my taste was his favorite drug.
Before I could catch my breath, he climbed up and slammed his thick cock inside me in one powerful thrust.
“Ahhhhh!” I moaned loudly, still pulsing from my orgasm.
“That’s it, princess. Take every fucking inch,” he groaned. He started slow and deep, letting me feel every thick vein and ridge stretching me open. Then he began pounding me harder, his mouth latching onto my right nipple, sucking it desperately.
“Oh little slut,” he muttered. He suddenly pulled out, grabbed both my legs and threw them over his shoulders, folding me in half. Then he slammed back in so deep I saw stars.
“Fuck… Daddy!” I screamed as he pounded me mercilessly. The new angle made him hit my g-spot perfectly with every brutal thrust. My tits bounced wildly. The wet slap of skin on skin mixed with my broken moans filled the room.
He was relentless, sweat dripping from his chest onto mine, fucking me harder and deeper. My pussy clenched tightly around him, creamy juices coating his cock and balls.
Just as another orgasm started building, the bedroom door suddenly swung open.
“Zeal? Joan? I'm back…Oh my God!”
Mom stood frozen in the doorway, eyes wide with horror. She was supposed to be gone for two weeks, but there she was…staring at her husband balls-deep inside her daughter, my legs over his shoulders, both of us naked and dripping with sweat and cum.
The room went deathly silent except for the obscene sound of Mr. Zeal’s cock still buried inside my twitching pussy.
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