All Chapters of “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”: Chapter 881 - Chapter 890

At the back of the gym stood a girl with a generous figure packed into a tight black dress with a deep vee neckline. She had fishnet stockings, high black button-up shoes, spider-shaped earrings, black lipstick and a pointy witch's hat perched atop a mass of gorgeous auburn curls.To Jeffrey, she looked like an older and more sophisticated version of Tessa Laine, whom he'd had a crush on since kindergarten but never mustered the courage to ask out. Bill liked to razz him about it. "You and Charlie Brown, all in love with your little red-headed girls!"This stunning witch was presiding over curtain-draped table supporting a long box with cloth-covered holes cut in the sides.. The box, which looked big enough to have originally contained a new refrigerator, was spray-painted matte black and up on a table. One by one, she took kids down the line and had them put their hands through the holes."This is the dead witch's hair!" she intoned with a cackle. "These are the dead witch's eyes! Th

The girl's hips pushed up, either trying to expel him or trying to help him go deeper. When her hand quickened on his cock, he guessed it was the latter, and started pumping his finger in and out of her pussy.**In the darkness, she felt the touch.The touch of a hand, first brushing through the strands of her hair, then finding her cheek.She was supposed to stay still, but when he touched her mouth, she couldn't help kissing his fingers.Their hands met briefly, and then his returned to her face. To her mouth. Again, on undeniable impulse, she drew his finger between her lips and sucked on it, rolling her tongue around it, making him have to speculate on what it would feel like if she had something else in her mouth.He thought it was some kind of a trick, but she could tell by the wanting-to-be-convinced tone in his voice that he was curious. Curious and excited. Not able to believe it, not thinking that such an unexpected thing could really happen to him ... but if it was happeni

Swan glanced down at herself. She had reared up partway onto her knees at the shock of the very idea of Kit having anything to do with the likes of Marianne Devereaux, and was only sheathed in bubbles to the waist. The rest of her body, pert pink-tipped little breasts included, was out of the water and being revealed more and more each second as the foam coursed its way downward."Oh, man," Kit said."Stop it," Swan said, and threw a handful of bubbles at him. "You act like you've never seen a girl before.""Not like this, I haven't. Not in real life. You're ..." He shook himself, and shame flooded his face. "Sorry. I'll go. I really better go." In getting to his feet, he stumbled on the bathmat and fell headlong into the tub.There was a huge splash, and a tidal wave sluiced out onto the rose-patterned rug. Swan yelped in surprise and shied back from the splash. Kit thrashed his way upright, covered in bubbles and sputtering.Swan burst into giggles. "Oh, poor Kit, look at you, you'r

A rippling orgasm turned her limbs to butter and left her whimpering. She had never known anything like it, not even in the throes of the dance.When at last she had recovered, she opened her eyes to see that Kit had taken his erection in hand again, staring hungrily at her and pulling so hard that she feared he might hurt himself."Kit, wait," she said."Sorry ... I have to ... you're so ... I'm sorry," he said as his hand moved faster.Swan crawled hurriedly over to him. "Let me."That stopped him, stopped him in his tracks. He shook his head, but at the same time his hand fell away, leaving his penis to poke out at her like an exclamation point."Lean back," she said.Kit stretched out his legs, his torso propped up on his elbows. Now the exclamation point jutted straight up toward the bathroom ceiling. Swan ran her finger along the underside, and Kit hissed in a breath."Swan," he said in a brittle, tense voice. "We can't. You're my cousin!"She shushed him again and took his leng

Kneeling there on her rug, spent from his urgent masturbation … only to look up and see her there … watching him. And not just watching him. Touching herself. Knees drawn up and apart, letting him see everything.Kit threw himself onto his stomach and buried his face in the pillow, trying to blot out the memories. His erection was pinned between his body and the mattress in a maddening friction.Her hand on him …He bit the pillow. His hips stirred of their own accord. Pushing against the firm surface. rubbing.It had been wrong, damn it! It was still wrong, thinking about her like this! But he couldn't stop thinking about her. He saw her every day, Swan, so carefree and happy, not a worry in the world. Like there had never been anything untoward between them. Oblivious to the way her very presence sent blood rushing to his loins. Swan, chattering brightly and unaware of Kit barely able to keep a coherent thought in his head for wanting her so much.Nights were no better. Nights were