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Daddy, fucked on camera (Contd) (Three days client)

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The morning sun was sharp and bright, pouring through the dining room windows and hitting the silverware. It looked like a normal morning. To anyone else, we looked like a perfect, high-class family. But to me, the air felt like it was charged with electricity. I sat there, picking at my fruit, watching the two people across from me.

My mother was already dressed in a sharp blazer, her hair pinned back perfectly. She was scrolling through her phone, probably checking messages from Sterling.

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  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Daddy, fucked in camera (contd)

    Vaughan’s hand jerked on the camera. He didn't say anything for a long time. I started to explain, my voice low and seductive. "I want to show him how much I love him. I want him to see what he does to me when I think about him." Vaughan cleared his throat. He didn't look away. "Sit on the bed, Ms. Angel." I walked to the center of the room and sat on the edge of the large, plush bed. "Lay back," he ordered. He wasn't being "Daddy" now. He was being a director—the one I craved. "Peel off those pants. Use your feet to kick them away." I did. "Now the panties. Slowly. Don't rush it. I want to see the tension in your thighs." I reached under, my fingers grazing my skin. I slid the silk down my legs, my eyes never leaving his. I felt the thrill of being under his command again. It had been two years, but it felt like two seconds. "The bra," he said. "Don't just unclip it. Pull the straps down first. Let it fall." I followed his orders, letting my breasts spill out. The air was co

  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Daddy, fucked on camera (contd) (First session with client)

    Vaughan stood in the doorway, his face pale. He looked at me like I was a ghost. His hand was still on the door handle, his knuckles white. "Angel, what are you doing?" he asked. His voice was a low, dangerous rumble. "What's the meaning of this?" I didn't move. I kept my face blank, my back straight. I held my purse like a shield. "I don't understand you, Mr. Vaughan. I’m here for my session. And I seriously don't understand what you mean by 'What are you doing?' Am I not in the right location?" "What did you do?" he hissed, stepping closer. "What did you do, Angel?" "What do you mean, what did I do?" I tilted my head, acting innocent. "I booked a three-day session with you. The payment went through this morning. Check your accounts. I could be wrong." Vaughan’s jaw tightened. He pulled out his phone, his thumbs flying across the screen. I watched his eyes widen as he saw the balance. It was a massive amount of money. Yes… it's crazy how I paid 80 thousand dollars for this. I

  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Daddy, fucked on camera (Contd) (Three days client)

    The morning sun was sharp and bright, pouring through the dining room windows and hitting the silverware. It looked like a normal morning. To anyone else, we looked like a perfect, high-class family. But to me, the air felt like it was charged with electricity. I sat there, picking at my fruit, watching the two people across from me. My mother was already dressed in a sharp blazer, her hair pinned back perfectly. She was scrolling through her phone, probably checking messages from Sterling. Looking at her now, you would never guess she was the woman I saw screaming against a guest-room bed two nights ago. She looked so innocent. So untouchable. So fucking faithful. Vaughan sat at the head of the table. He was a wall of granite. He had his newspaper spread out, a cup of black coffee steaming beside him. He hadn't looked at me once since I sat down. Not even a glance. “What's the plan this morning?” my mom asked him, the same question she asks every day. "I have a client coming in

  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Daddy, fucked on camera (contd) (Sinful mother)

    ~~ Angel ~~ The past week had been a ghost of a week. I moved through the house like I was underwater, heavy and slow. I stayed away from the basement, of course, because Vaughan had said so. I stayed away from him too. I tried my best to keep my eyes off the man who had crushed my heart in that dim red light. My graduation party, or homecoming, or whatever my mom called it, was finally here. The house was full. Music was playing, the kind of classy, expensive jazz my mother loved. People in suits and silk dresses drifted through the living room, holding glasses of champagne. Among them were those siblings—the ‘Definity’ who had worked in Vaughan’s studio years ago. And a few more faces that I sure did recognize from the times I sneaked into his basement to watch his work. "Angel! There you are!" My mother’s voice pulled me out of my head. She looked beautiful in a sparkling emerald gown. She grabbed my arm, her face glowing with excitement. "Come, darling. Some of Vaughan’s frie

  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Daddy, fucked on camera (contd) (Gone crazy her her)

    ~~Vaugha~~The master bedroom was dark, lit only by the pale moon sliding through the curtains. The air was thick and humid. I was on top of my wife, my body moving in a steady, practiced rhythm. I was doing everything right. I was kissing her neck, whispering the things she liked to hear, and driving into her with a force that made her gasp.But I wasn't there.Every time I closed my eyes, the image of my wife’s face vanished. It was replaced by Angel. I felt her lips—hot and desperate—pressing against mine from that kiss in the afternoon.It had always been like this for the past two years, without her image I couldn't function. At all.Sick. I was on my wife while fantasizing about her daughter. My wife let out a long, shaky moan as she reached her peak, her body tightening under mine. She called my name, her fingers digging into my shoulders.She finished. She collapsed against the pillows, her breath coming in slow, satisfied sighs. She didn't notice that I was still like stone.

  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Daddy, fucked on camera (contd)🎥💥

    ~~ Vaugha~~ I walked toward her bedroom door. Each step felt like I was walking toward a cliff. My wife’s words echoed in my head, begging me to help our girl. She had no idea she was sending a wolf to talk to a lamb. I reached the door. It was slightly ajar, a crack of shadow spilling into the hallway. I didn't knock. I just pushed it open and stepped inside. "I want to be alone," her voice came from the darkness. It was small, cracked, and heavy with tears. I didn't leave. I stepped fully into the room and closed the door behind me with a soft, final click. The room smelled like her—that floral scent that always made my head spin. "I said I want to be alone, Vaughan," she repeated. I could see her now. She wasn't on the bed. She was huddled on the floor, curled into a tight ball against the side of her mattress. She looked so small, so broken. I walked over, my movements slow and heavy. I sat on the edge of the bed, leaving a few feet of space between us. "How long do you wa

  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Shaman's Cleansing Ritual 💦💦

    The heavy wooden door had thudded shut behind me, and now the sound of the iron bolt sliding into place felt like a death sentence. I was trapped. The air inside that place was thick and hot, smelling of dried blood, burnt sage, and something sweet and rotting. It made me shiver.A few small candle

  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Shaman's Cleansing Ritual 💦

    Jenna. My name is Jenna. I am nineteen years old, and until ten minutes ago, I thought I knew what freedom felt like. I thought being an adult meant I could choose who touched me and how. I was wrong. In this house, in this family, the "Old Ways" still breathe under the floorboards, and my mother

  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Her Father-in-law's Submissive ( the vow, Alter, caught.)

    The bedroom was silent, except for the frantic thumping of my heart. The white of my wedding gown felt like a lie against my skin. Behind me, David—the man who would be my father-in-law in less than two hours—stood like a shadow. He didn't move. He just watched me in the mirror. "I said move, Benn

  • CUM-STURBATION: 20 DADDIES—FORBIDDEN TO THE LAST DROP    Her Father-in-law's Submissive (Mark me Daddy)

    The room was thick with the scent of sex and expensive bourbon. My wrists were still locked in the cold metal cuffs, my arms stretched high above my head. I looked up at the man I was supposed to call "Father" tomorrow, the man who was supposed to accept me into his family. He was now accepting me

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