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MILK ME, DADDY(II)

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-08-15 16:51:56

I floated down from the high with my legs still shaky, cleaned up in the bathroom, then collapsed face-down on the bed like a starfish and let sleep take me under. When I finally woke, the sky outside my window had already turned dark. A car door slammed somewhere below, followed almost immediately by my mother’s loud, bright laugh echoing through the house.

“Lila! Mom’s home!”

She didn’t knock. She simply pushed my door open with Damien right behind her, both of them dressed for something form
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  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   MILK ME, DADDY(III)

    “N-no. Just… tired.” I shook my head fast and gripped the edge of the seat until my fingers ached.He started driving with one hand on the wheel and the other resting casually on his thigh. Every bump in the road made the toy shift and thrust inside me; my pussy clenched around it, soaking wet and making soft, filthy sounds if anyone had been listening closely enough. I crossed my legs and hunched forward, trying to hide how badly I was shaking.“Sit up straight,” Damien said calmly.I obeyed without thinking. The new angle made the toy hit a spot that sent stars exploding behind my eyes, and a tiny whimper escaped me before I could stop it. His eyes flicked over. “You’re flushed. Are you sick?”I shook my head again and bit down on my knuckle. The toy was relentless now—thrusting, vibrating, rubbing right against my g-spot until my nipples stood hard against my thin top. The drive home felt endless. I was panting quietly, trying so hard to stay silent that my hips started rocking on

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   MILK ME, DADDY(II)

    I floated down from the high with my legs still shaky, cleaned up in the bathroom, then collapsed face-down on the bed like a starfish and let sleep take me under. When I finally woke, the sky outside my window had already turned dark. A car door slammed somewhere below, followed almost immediately by my mother’s loud, bright laugh echoing through the house.“Lila! Mom’s home!”She didn’t knock. She simply pushed my door open with Damien right behind her, both of them dressed for something formal—Mom in diamonds, Damien in a sharp black suit that made him look even more severe than usual. “We have a charity gala tonight,” she said while checking her earrings in my mirror. “Be good, study or whatever. We’ll be back late.”I stood by the window and watched their Bentley disappear down the long driveway until the house felt too quiet, too empty. Thirty minutes later the front door opened again. My heart jumped hard against my ribs. They couldn’t possibly be back already. I grabbed the fi

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   MILK ME, DADDY

    Inside my bedroom I kicked off my heels and dropped into the chair in front of my laptop. The silk of my dress still clung to my skin from the evening. I opened Eclipse—the members-only app I’d been slipping into for weeks. Most people there just wanted quick hookups. The anonymity was what kept pulling me back.A new friend request sat waiting. No real photo, just the default silhouette. Username: Shadow37. I accepted.Shadow37: You’re really 20?Me: Yes. College sophomore. You?Shadow37: 37. That bother you?Me: No. I go by how I feel.The typing bubble appeared, vanished, then came back.Shadow37: We could try something online first. Light control. You interested?My pulse jumped. I typed before I could second-guess it.Me: Okay… but no face on camera. And I won’t make any noise.Shadow37: Good girl.The words sent a shiver straight down my spine. A video call request appeared almost immediately.I grabbed the laptop, moved to the thick rug in the corner, and covered the camera wit

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Holiday Heat(III)

    I sat there under the spray, naked and dripping, watching her rub herself. I wasn’t sure what she expected next.Rosa came quickly, body shuddering, a soft moan escaping her lips. Then she helped me stand.This time the kiss she gave me was gentle, almost tender.“That was quite fun,” she said, smiling. “You liked?”The sudden shift left me off-balance after how intense she had been only moments before. I kissed her back, tentative. “Yes… I liked it.”The rest of the day passed in a blur of shopping and errands. After dinner Zach announced he was meeting old high-school friends and wouldn’t be home until late.Rosa, my parents, and I settled in the living room for television. Every time I glanced her way she was smiling at me. She wore a long sundress under a light sweater; whenever she drew her knees up I caught flashes of bare pussy—she clearly wasn’t wearing panties. I kept expecting one of my parents to notice, but they remained completely oblivious.Eventually they headed to bed.

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Holiday Heat(II)

    I was too rattled to leave my room that night. The wild rush of feelings still thrummed under my skin, leaving me restless and uneasy. Morning finally came. I rose carefully, intent on a shower, and peeked into the hallway. It looked empty—Zach and Rosa must still be sleeping.I slipped into my robe and padded quietly down the hall, slipped into the bathroom, and locked the door behind me out of habit before turning the water on full. Steam quickly filled the small space. I brushed my teeth, shrugged off the robe, and stepped under the hot spray.The water cascaded over my shoulders, my back, my breasts. It felt delicious. I ran my soapy hands up over my tits—not as full as Rosa’s, but still round and firm—and lingered there, thumbs brushing my nipples until they tightened.Almost without meaning to, my mind drifted back to the night before: Zach’s thick cock stretching Rosa’s full lips, the wet sounds she made as she took him deep, the thick ropes of cum that painted her face while s

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Holiday Heat(I)

    Holiday Heat(I)I stretched my long legs out across the full length of my childhood bed, the mattress dipping under my weight just like it always had. The faded One Direction poster still hung crooked on the wall directly across from me, and at least a dozen Beanie Babies sat upright on the shelves like silent little judges of everything that had ever happened in this room.I was home from college for the holidays, and this was the best I could manage.“Jillian?” A soft, older voice drifted up from downstairs. My mom.“Yes, Mom…” I answered in that automatic, slightly whiny voice I still used around her.Her head appeared in the doorway a second later. “Do you have everything you need?” She glanced around the room, taking it all in. “We’ve tried to keep everything the same… as much as possible, anyway…”I was almost twenty, yet she still saw the gangly fifteen-year-old version of me. If only she knew how many times I had quietly gotten myself off in this exact bed as a teenager. Or th

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   SOAKED IN SIN(II)

    It couldn’t be. I studied the cover more closely. It absolutely, definitely was him. Those eyes, high cheekbones, broad shoulders. OK, I’d seen him fully clothed and on the cover of His Best Performance he wore only a pair of swimming trunks – tiny, tight, yellow – but I recognised him beyond doubt.

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   COLLECTION 2: SOAKED IN SIN

    I glanced up from my crossword puzzle as the bell above the shop door tinkled. A man, broad shoulders, bright white smile and wearing black wraparound shades, strode into the warren of dusty shelves and cabinets. He moved with purpose, the material of his jeans hugging the tops of his long thighs an

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Teaching My Younger Husband Sin(III)

    She was watching him towel off, fresh out of a hot shower. Marie’s eyes travelled the length of his white body, taking in his curly pale hair, blue eyes, thin pink lips. She always lingered on her favourite parts of him, his thick, firm fingers, his long, curved cock. Then Gavin’s eyes began to li

  • Watch Me Explode, Daddy   Teaching My Younger Husband Sin(II)

    So, maybe the car was gone. Maybe she had spent the money on some outrageous thing. Maybe he’d one day know what it was and maybe he wouldn’t. But for now, Gavin thought, fuck the car, and fuck the walk. Gavin was going to fuck his wife in this old-fashioned swing that hung from this big oak tree

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