บททั้งหมดของ Pop My Cherry Daddy!: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 22. IGNAZIO. I started at Isa’s beautiful body as she lay down, covered up in my white duvet, deep in her beautiful sleep. The gentle rise of her chest and the little pout that constantly escaped her lips made my cock jerk in a reminder of what this pretty little whorish mouth of hers could do to my cock. I was a pervert right now cause the only thoughts that ran through my head were the thoughts of burying myself deep into her sweet sloppy pussy while I fuck the oblivion out of her sweet heavenly pussy, over and over again. I do not regret taking that decision, her pussy feels so much like home. My home. My comfort zone. This pussy that I have deprived myself of brings me peace every single time. I reached a finger to her face, trying to gently toss the stubborn strand of hair off her face when my phone suddenly made a gentle beep. “Fuck!” I reached out to my phone immediately, not wanting to wake her up. It was Dylan. My brows kn

POP MY CHERRY DADDY! Chapter 23. ISABELLA.“Oh my fucking… daddy!!!” my back arched off the bed and my fingertips subconsciously found their way to his hair as I felt the pleasure of his tongue adding to the burning sensation that had goosebumps spreading widely across my skin. My heart fluttered and my toes curled as he licked passionately on my juicy pussy reducing the pain from yesterday. “Oh Daddy yes…” my hand roamed around his hair as I looked down to see him staring dangerously hot at me while gliding so greedily on my pussy juice.…“Oh, daddy... Ummmm…” my legs quivered. Right now I lack the knowledge to comprehend what is even more pleasurable. Sucking my pussy or having him stare so hotly at me while greedily suckibg the life out of me. “Oh, daddy… yeah… fuck… umm..” I bit on my lower lips trying to suppress the last moan, but his tongue was doing the most to me. His tongue was surging waves of ecstasy into me. His tongue was making my knees weaken and my legs quiver.…

POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 26. Author’s Pov. Danica sat on the couch, her palm pressing to her cheeks, Ignazio’s words running deep in her head. “Do you think, the killer Machine could be after Bella?” her questions were directed to Johnson who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded beneath his chest, also mediating the words from Ignazio. He exhaled softly and raised his glance to Denica. “I don't know what to feel about this Den. I feel like Lord Brutal could be lusting over Bella….” He hesitated for a while and Danica's gaze held onto his as she tried to fathom what his conclusion could be.“Or he is probably just trying to protect Bella.” “Protect Bella?” Denica scoffed, rolling her eyeball. “The look on his face, that did not seem like he was trying to protect her, and the way he sounded? He sounded so dominating…… and he sounded like he wanted Bella to himself.” Johnson’s gaze held onto Danica's gaze for some couple of minutes before exhaling a soft sigh.

POP MY CHERRY DADDY! Chapter 28. Author’s Pov. “Oh Daddy, Yes!”My leg quivered as I felt his cock sliding into my pussy. His eyes held mine, and with parted lips he grunted. “Urghhh Isa! I could die for this pussy! I could die for this sweet pussy! fuck it!” My cheeks flushed and I felt my stomach tightening into a knot. It was the most stupid thing to think that he could die for me or for my pussy, but I love how his words made me feel, they might be delusional but they leave me breathless and feeling important. Right now I didn’t even know which to love. the hot sex or the soothing words he always offers to me…He stared down at our meet point, his breath heaving softly, then soon he pulled halfway out of my pussy and then slammed his cock back into my wet pussy. My eyes went blurry. “Daddy!!!”I yelped hotly, my eyes rolling backward as waves of pleasure cascaded down my body. His grip on my neck tightened and he began to make his thrust, his huge cock moving in and out of

POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 30. ISA BELLA’S POV. I sat on the bed, the back of my palm making every effort to toss the sleep away from my eyes. Voluntarily I felt the sleep fading away from my eyes the moment I noticed the absence of Ignazio. My eyes scanned the room and this time, there was no maid waiting around pathetically for me. Once again, Ignazio had left me after a heartfelt moment together. My heart was clenching, but I was trying everything possible to not be sad, I mean why should I be sad? This is just sex and that is what it would forever mean to him. Stepping out of the bed, my eyes caught the beautiful sight of a covered tray on the table. The curious part of me to know what was there on the table was more huge than the huge part of me that wanted me to just dash into the bathroom run a quick shower and return to the bed. So, curiously, I found myself walking closer to the table, and with each step, my nose took in a pleasant aroma that left me gasping for mo