All Chapters of FOR DADDY’S EYES ONLY!: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Amelia had not had sex in a while, earlier that evening she was playing with herself when she got a notification from her boss prompting her to attend this really important gala, so as she stepped into the ballroom of Joash's philanthropic gala, everywhere was busy, the atmosphere choked with the scent of expensive perfumes and polished opulence, but above all else, she hoped she would meet a man who would fuck her silly, she sure dressed the part, a slutty diva.Her notebook clutched tightly in one hand, she smoothed the rumpled edges of her tight black gown over her hips. The dress clung to every curve, the low neckline dipping just enough to reveal the swell of her full breasts. Heads turned as she moved through the crowd, but she focused on her assignment—interviewing key guests for her article on the media tycoon's latest charity push.She approached a cluster of donors, pen poised. 'Mr. Hargrove, what drew you to support Joash's foundation tonight?' she asked a silver-haired ex

Amelia's knees buckled slightly as Joash pulled her up from the alcove floor, her lips still swollen from his cock, the taste of his cum lingering on her tongue. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her black gown askew, breasts barely tucked back into the neckline. The gala's murmurs filtered through the curtain, it immediately reminded her of the world just beyond their hidden frenzy. A bit of restraint coiled inside her.Joash zipped his pants with a satisfied smirk, his eyes raking over her disheveled form—hair tousled, cheeks red from smacking it, thighs slick with her own sexual arousal. 'You're coming with me,' he said, voice rough and commanding, grabbing her wrist. He yanked her out of the alcove, steering her through the crowd with his hand firm on her lower back. Guests nodded at him, oblivious to the way Amelia's legs trembled or the wet spot darkening her dress between her thighs. She clutched her notebook like a lifeline, but her mind spun with the afters

Joash sipped his drink, then set it down with delicate kind of purpose. 'Strip for us, Amelia. Show my friends what they're missing.' His tone brooked no argument, eyes locked on hers. Amelia wondered how she went from being a journalist to an adult entertainer in one spontaneous night of desires the worst, could this get any worse? She asked as she wondered what these men were going to do to her pussy. They were definitely not going to take it easy on her, they would have her and pass her around like a hand towel to wipe their big dicks. She could see their growing bulge struggling to escape their pants. Her hands shook as she stood, the room's air choked with anticipation. She reached for the zipper at her side, the gown whispering down her body in a slow reveal. It pooled at her feet, leaving her in nothing but the remnants of her torn panties, which she hooked thumbs into and slid off. Cum from earlier still crusted her inner thighs, her pussy lips swollen and gliste

Amelia collapsed between them, body limp, a leaking mess—pussy and ass gaping, cum bubbling out, face streaked, tits painted. She panted, aftershocks rippling through her.Joash pulled her into his lap, fingers scooping cum from her holes to feed her. 'Look at you, obedient little cum dump. Took us all so well.' He kissed her forehead, possessive. 'My friends approve. You're staying mine.'The men toasted, dressing lazily. 'Best hangout yet,' Victor said. Amelia smiled weakly, basking in the praise, already aching for the next time.But the night wasn't over. Joash wiped her clean-ish with a napkin, redressing her in the stained gown. 'One more round in the limo,' he whispered. As they left the lounge, his hand cupped her leaking pussy through the fabric. 'Feel that? Full of us. Walk proudly, slut.'Back in the car, he made her straddle him, cock slipping into her sloppy seconds. 'Ride slow—let it all mix inside you.' She did, grinding until he came again, adding to the flood. Amelia

Breathing heavy, he lifted her off, laying her on her side, leg hooked over his hip. His cock, still semi-hard, slid back into her pussy, the mess easing the way. 'Gonna fuck you slow now…I can see you need a little vanila treatment.' They moved languidly, his mouth on her neck, sucking marks, hands exploring every curve. Amelia's resistance melted, body responding to the tenderness laced with dominance, another climax building softly."You're a filthy little slut, aren't you?" LeBron growled, his voice low and commanding. Amelia gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily as he pumped deep inside her. "Look at this sloppy cunt, leaking like a whore's." She bit her lip, heat flooding her core, but she whispered, "My pussy's on fire... it needs saving from you, LeBron. Please..."He laughed, a deep rumble, and slamming his enormous cock deep inside her. Grabbing her hair, he forced her head down. "Take it, you dirty cumrag." Amelia's lips parted oozing gasps, her pussy stretching wide aroun