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last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2025-10-28 15:11:13

Catherine was curled on the couch as the television played in front of her. The late afternoon air was quiet and soft, broken only by the faint chatter of the show she had barely been paying attention to. Suddenly, the front door clicked open.

She turned her head instinctively to check who was coming in. The moment she saw Orton, her son, her heart stopped.

She couldn't believe her eyes. Orton had bruises on his cheekbone and a cut near his lip, and he was carrying himself as though every muscl
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  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   I FUCKED MY BEST FRIEND DAD 💦 💦 13

    I panicked immediately. If Mira found out, it would be the end of our friendship. I couldn’t afford to lose a bond that had started in childhood. She had always been good to me—looking out for me, defending me, treating me like a real sister. Seeing how I was betraying her would destroy everything. Apart from cutting me off, she might hate her father forever for this shameful act. That wasn’t what I wanted. None of this was supposed to go that far. As she came closer, my body moved on pure instinct. I quickly yanked my skirt down, covering myself in one hurried motion. At the same time, her father pulled his fingers out of my pussy and returned his wet hand to the safer area above my knees. The sudden emptiness left me aching, but there was no time to dwell on it. Mira reached us and looked down. She saw her father’s hand resting on my knee, then glanced at my flushed face and the way I was still breathing hard. Her eyes lingered on his hand as he continued rubbing the area in sl

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   I FUCKED MY BEST FRIEND DAD 💦 💦 12

    I had shaved my pussy bald the previous day. There was no trace of hair around it. I moved my hand away and watched him. He stared intently at my bare, glistening pussy. I felt a quiet pride settle in my chest as his eyes stayed locked on how neat and wet my pussy looked. He couldn’t tear his gaze away. The internal battle he had been fighting completely vanished, replaced by a raw, unadulterated desire that made his breathing turn rough and uneven.Without saying a single word, he deliberately moved his fingers. He slid them forward and began rubbing my bare pussy directly. “Mmmmmmm... Ohhh…” The moan slipped past my teeth before I could stop it. His fingers felt so much better than anything I had imagined. The sensation was overwhelming. The intense ecstasy made my head roll back against the cushions. He didn’t rush. He took his time massaging my slit, dragging his fingers slowly up and down the sensitive folds, spreading my wetness, and stroking my pussy lips with firm, deliberat

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   I FUCKED MY BEST FRIEND DAD 💦 💦 11

    This time, his breathing changed completely. It became heavy, ragged, and shallow, the kind of breathing a man makes when he is fighting himself and losing. His hands began to tremble slightly, his fingers slipping clumsily over the lotion as if the simple act of massaging my thigh had suddenly become too much for him to manage. He was finding it difficult to keep any rhythm at all. His focus was entirely shattered by the sight of the damp patch on my panties, the obvious proof of how wet I had become under his touch.“Is it still hurting you?” he asked, his voice suddenly thick and strained. He was clearly searching for any excuse to pull his hands away and leave before things went too far. Mira was still right behind us, which made the whole moment dangerously risky.“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered, dropping my voice into a soft, needy tone. “I’m not okay yet. It still feels tight right there. I want you to massage me more. Please don’t stop.”He swallowed hard. I watched the thick movem

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   I FUCKED MY BEST FRIEND DAD 💦 💦 10

    "Are you sure of what you are saying?" He asked in a low, careful murmur."Yeah," I replied, looking directly into his eyes, holding his gaze pleadingly while I breathed hard. My chest rose and fell in a shallow, uneven rhythm, and I knew I couldn't hide how much his presence was affecting me.He stared at me for a long beat before he gave a small sigh. "Anything for my daughter's best friend."He shifted closer on the couch and lifted my leg onto his lap so gently as if it might break."Tell me if it hurts," he said."I will," I replied.His fingers traced higher, the rough, warm skin of his palms sliding past my knee and under the hem of my skirt. The sheer anticipation made my muscles melt. I let my head tip back, and a shaky breath left me before I could stop it."Too much pressure?" he asked."No," I said, too quickly. "It's... good. Don't stop."His eyes flicked to mine and held for half a second, then dropped back to my leg.Without really deciding to, I parted my legs a little

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   I fucked my best friend Dad 💦 💦 9

    The moment Mira rushed upstairs to get the lotion, the entire atmosphere in the living room shifted instantly, growing noticeably heavier and far more intimate. The distant hum of the air conditioner faded into the background, leaving only the sound of our breathing. He looked up at me, his fingers flexing slightly against the bare skin of my upper leg, resting there with an easy, natural authority."Don't worry, Lily. I will make sure every single bit of the pain goes away," he said, his voice dipping into a low, smooth tone. A warm, comforting smile spread over his lips."You are far too pretty to get hurt." He added gently.Hearing those sweet, tender words come from his lips now didn't make me feel like a child at all. Instead, it only made the current situation feel ten times more intense, striking a dangerous, thrilling chord deep inside me. He continued to rub his broad thumb in slow, hypnotic circles around the bruised area.My pulse pounded in my ears, and every tiny movement

  • Addicted to My Father's Best Friend   I fucked my best friend Dad 💦 8

    Mira noticed the strained expression on my face and immediately turned to her dad. "Dad, please be gentle with her. I think you are hurting her more than helping!"She genuinely believed the massage was causing me unbearable pain, completely oblivious to the fact that I was fighting a desperate, losing battle inside just to keep myself from moaning out loud. Every squeeze of his fingers was sending an electric pulse straight between my legs."I don't think so." Her father said calmly, knowing he was doing a perfect job. But to be certain, he slowed the movements of his large hands and slowly looked up from my bare thigh up to my face, locking his eyes on me. "Am I hurting you, Lily? Am I being too hard on you?""No, sir," I managed to reply, my voice coming out much softer and breathier than I intended."Are you sure?" Mira pressed, still judging by the look on my face. "You look so tense!"Only if she knew the kind of battle I was fighting inside of me. Only if she knew the effect of

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