All Chapters of FOR DADDY’S EYES ONLY!: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Emma's body trembled against the wall, her legs wrapped loosely around Jefferson's waist as his cock slobbered deep in her ass, the aftershocks of his last load still pulsing and marinating inside her. Cum and pussy juice leaked from both her holes, trickling down her thighs in sticky rivulets, mixing with sweat and blood from where he'd bitten her. The room reeked of sex; an overwhelming musky, raw, overpowering smell like a battlefield of aggressive lust and violation. Her breaths came in ragged hitches, chest heaving, nipples scraped raw from his earlier mauling. But even in the haze of exhaustion, her arms clung to his broad shoulders, fingers digging into the sweat-slicked muscle, as if anchoring herself to the storm that had shattered her vagina. There was something about the way he fucked her that had her in her feelings, but she couldnt name it. Jefferson pulled back slightly, his eyes locking onto hers, a salacious gleam cutting through the lowly lit room. His cock slipped ha

Emma dragged herself from the shower stall, the towel barely clinging to her damp skin as water dripped in steady plinks onto the bathroom tile. Her legs wobbled, knees buckling under the weight of exhaustion and lingering soreness. The hot spray had rinsed away the physical evidence of Jefferson's assault—most of it, anyway—but the ache between her thighs pulsed relentlessly. She gripped the sink edge for support, staring at her reflection: eyes red-rimmed, lips swollen from rough kisses and screams, faint purple fingerprints circling her neck. 'He fucked me... owned me like a rag doll.' The thought sent a shiver down her spine, not entirely from revulsion. She couldn't stand any longer. Dropping to her hands and knees, Emma crawled out of the bathroom, the plush carpet of her bedroom muffling her whimpers. The towel slipped away midway, leaving her naked once more, breasts swaying with each laborious pull forward. Her ass cheeks clenched as she moved, the motion tugging

Sabrina giggled. "I was mortified! But you laughed it off, said it was a sign we were meant to be messy together. What's the wildest thing that's happened on a date for you, Emma?" Jefferson's fingers reached her pussy lips, parting them slowly, the tip of one dipping into her wetness. Emma bit the inside of her cheek, gripping her drink to hide the tremble. "Uh, wildest? Probably this one time, guy took me to a carnival. We got stuck on a Ferris wheel for an hour. Kinda romantic, but awkward as hell." "Stuck? That sounds like a movie," Justin said, sipping his beer. "Sabrina and I had our Ferris wheel moment too—minus the stuck part. Kissed at the top, whole city lights below. I can tell you for free, It was Pure magic." Sabrina nodded dreamily. "Love's all about those unexpected moments, right? Like, Justin surprising me with tickets to that concert last month. I didn't even know he liked the band!" Jefferson's middle finger slid inside her pussy now, curling against her wall

Emma shook her head, even as arousal pooled anew. Like sparks of electricity shooting through her, she could not stop herself from vibrating. "No, we have to stop. They'll wonder where I am." He grabbed her hips, spinning her roughly to face the mirror, her lipstick smudge evident in her reflection. "You don't get to say no, slut. You came here for this—for me to fuck the dog waters of you." He kicked her legs apart, the head of his cock nudging her entrance. With one brutal thrust, he buried himself balls-deep, stretching her walls to their limit. "Ahhh! Too big! Fucking big daddy!" she screamed, the sound bouncing off the walls. Pain shot through her core, also did pleasure sweeten her up, her pussy clenching around his girth. "Take it, bitch. Every fucking inch, every damn fucking inch bitch!!!." He didn't give her time to adjust, even if she tried, pulling back and slamming in again, hips snapping against her ass. He pulled her hair. The sink rattled with each bogu

No, wait—it's sore from earlier,' she pleaded, but he yanked her hips up, spreading her cheeks. 'Sore means you need more.' He spat on her puckered hole, rubbing the head of his cock there before pushing in slow, inch by inch. Emma buried her face in the pillow, muffling her scream as he stretched her ass. 'It burns... please, gentle...' 'Gentle? Fuck that.' Once fully seated, he gripped her hair, pulling her head back like reins, and started thrusting—deep, punishing strokes that made her body jolt. 'Take it, bitch. Your ass is mine to ruin.' The slap of his hips against her cheeks filled the air, his free hand reaching under to rub her clit. Pleasure built again, twisted with the burn. 'Harder... oh fuck, harder!' 'You love it rough. Dirty anal slut.' He slapped her ass, the sting making her clench around him. Another climax ripped through her, ass pulsing, tears soaking the pillow. Jefferson roared, pumping hot cum deep into her bowels, holding her impaled as he emptie