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Daddy, fucked on camera (contd)🎥💥

Author: M&Cee
last update publish date: 2026-04-09 21:09:10

The red light of the studio felt like a heavy weight in the air. I stood there, my chest heaving, watching the back of his head. He looked so solid, so real, yet he had been a ghost to me for seven hundred days.

"I asked you a question, Angel," Vaughan said. He still didn't turn around. His voice was a flat, dead line. "Why are you here?"

"And I said you know why," I whispered, my voice trembling. "You know didn't come here for new talk. I didn't come here for a chat. I came here for the
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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. 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    Daddy fucked on camera (contd) 🎥💥

    ~~ Vaugha ~~ The door to the studio clicked shut, and the silence that followed was a physical blow. I stood in the red-tinted shadows, my chest heaving, listening to the fading sound of her footsteps. My hands were shaking. I clenched them into fists, my knuckles white, but the tremors wouldn't stop. What had I done? I turned back to my desk and swept my arm across it, sending the external drives and camera lenses crashing to the floor. The sound echoed through the basement, a sharp, violent clatter that matched the war in my head. But at that moment I gave the least fuck about those equipments. Fuck. I sank into my chair and buried my face in my hands. Her scent was still in the room. It was everywhere. It was that sweet, floral perfume mixed with the raw, heavy smell of her desire. I could still hear her voice—that broken, jagged sob when she told me I had ruined her. Fuck. What had I done? Every word she said had been a bullet. I thought two years of dist

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

    The red light of the studio felt like a heavy weight in the air. I stood there, my chest heaving, watching the back of his head. He looked so solid, so real, yet he had been a ghost to me for seven hundred days. "I asked you a question, Angel," Vaughan said. He still didn't turn around. His voice was a flat, dead line. "Why are you here?" "And I said you know why," I whispered, my voice trembling. "You know didn't come here for new talk. I didn't come here for a chat. I came here for the man who spent two years pretending I died the moment I stepped out of his house." Silence. Then, Vaughan finally turned his chair. His face was a mask of cold stone. There was no heat in his eyes, no hunger. Just a chilling, professional distance that made me feel smaller than I ever had before. "Whatever you think you came for, it isn't here," he said. He leaned back, crossing his arms over his bare, tattooed chest. "What happened back then was a mistake, Angel. A lapse in judgment. It’s

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

    The dining table was spread with enough food to feed a small army, but my stomach felt like it was tied in knots. I sat between them—my mother, who was beaming with pride, and Vaughan, who was a wall of silence. The clinking of forks against porcelain was the only thing filling the gaps in my mothe

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

    My car pulled up in the driveway, and now I was standing with my suitcase in front of the house.I hadn’t touched home for two years.My heart was a drum, beating a rhythm of pure anxiety against my ribs. I adjusted the strap of my bag, my palms sweating. I was back. I was finally back. Back home.

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    I climbed out of the black stone tub, my skin humming from the heat and the rough touch of the Shaman. My legs felt like jelly. I was dripping, shivering, and completely exposed, but I didn't care. The shame I had felt earlier was gone, replaced by a dark, heavy weight in my stomach."Follow me," h

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

    The warm, heavy spray of the water was the only thing I could feel besides the Shaman’s rough hands. I was pinned against the smooth stone of the tub, my legs spread wide, and the world was nothing but steam and his voice.He didn't just touch me; he scoured me. His large, calloused hand moved betw

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