บททั้งหมดของ On My Knees, Daddy: A Steamy Compilation of Erotic Stories : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Claiming His Son's Sexy Girlfriend (7)“All right, all right,” Ron said, his voice a low growl as he thrust deep into Vera from behind, his hands gripping her hips, guiding every stroke with control. “You want another round with her tomorrow, that’s fine. But once you're done with her, you send her to me. I’ll make sure she’s properly fucked.”“Oh, yes, baby,” Vera whimpered between shaky breaths, her voice trembling as her body rocked back into him. “You hear him, Peter. He knows how to make me feel it… so deep. He knows how to take care of me.”Her words weren’t for show. Her body trembled beneath Ron’s every thrust, her back arching, ass high, legs spread wide. Her little gasps grew louder as he drove into her, slow but powerful, giving her every inch like he knew she could take it.Ron looked down, watching her body move with his. Her calves tensed and released with each grind. Her painted toes curled tight into the cushions beneath her knees.“Watch her,” Ron murmured, glancing a

Craving the Busty Babysitter (2)The house was too quiet without her. His wife had left that morning for a conference in Boston, kissed him goodbye on the porch, and driven off without so much as a backward glance. The kids were spending the weekend with their grandmother. Dennis had told himself he would use the time to catch up on work or finally clean out the garage. Instead, all he had done was think about Brea.He tried to fight it. He poured himself a drink, sat on the couch, and flipped through a thousand meaningless channels. None of it worked. His mind kept circling back to that night in the car. The heat of her hand on his cock. The filthy look in her eyes when she whispered that she wanted to ruin him. The smug little smirk she gave when he came all over her fingers, like she owned every last drop.Then his phone lit up.Brea: Heard your wife’s out of town. You look like you could use a swim.His throat went dry. He stared at the screen for a long, silent minute.Dennis: Yo

Craving The Busty Babysitter (4)She dropped to her knees without hesitation, wrapping her hands around his thighs as she opened her mouth for him.Dennis gripped the base of his shaft and guided himself in, groaning the moment her lips closed around him. Her eager tongue swirled as she took him deeper. Saliva spilled from the corners of her mouth as she gagged slightly, her throat flexing around him.Her eyes stayed locked on his, and it seemed like she was daring jin to say something to her. After a moment of silent, he let out a low, rumbling grunt as he unexpectedly thrust his cock a bit deeper down her throat. She gagged. "You love when I use you like this, don’t you?" he asked roughly. "You love choking on my cock. Look at you—drooling like a needy little thing."She moaned around him, sending vibrations along his length. Her hands moved up to his hips, gripping him as her head bobbed faster, her tongue tracing every inch of him on the way out.He tangled his fingers into her

Craving The Busty Babysitter (6)Dennis leaned in, his mouth grazing the shell of her ear. “You’re mine to use. Mine to ruin. And you’re going to take everything I give you.”Brea gasped when he forced her legs farther apart, his hands gripping her thighs and spreading them so wide there was no modesty left between them. He didn’t bother with foreplay. He didn’t even take his clothes off. With one swift pull, he yanked his belt free and unzipped himself.“You’re already soaking for me,” he muttered, dragging the tip of his length along her folds. “Like a little plaything just waiting for her owner to claim her.”“I am,” she panted, her voice ragged. “Please, just take me. I don’t want you to be gentle. I need you to wreck me.”That was all the permission he needed. He drove into her with a punishing thrust, burying himself completely in one savage motion that made her cry out and throw her head back.“That’s it,” he snarled. “Take every inch like the filthy little thing you are.”Her

Craving The Busty Babysitter (8)Sunlight spilled through the blinds, warm and damning. It lit up the chaos they left behind. Sheets twisted, cuffs hanging from the headboard, sex toys scattered like confetti around the bed. The air smelled of sweat, lust, and shameless indulgence.Brea slept curled against Dennis’s chest. Her body lay naked and marked. Her lips were swollen while her thighs trembled even in rest. Dennis lay awake, staring at the ceiling. One arm rested across her waist.He had not slept.His cock finally went soft before dawn, but his guilt never left him. Not for a second.A key clicked in the lock downstairs.Dennis froze as he realized that someone had just gotten into the house. Brea stirred and murmured something against his chest. He stroked her hair to soothe her. His heart pounded as he listened to the footsteps below. Somehow, he knew them: that steady pace and those soft soles.His wife was home.He had no time to think. No time to pull away or cover up or