All Chapters of Claimed By My Ex Boyfriend's Dad : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Liam.I pull the Milf to the stage, letting her lie in the pool of blood and start to drill her as Bianca's image fills my vision. My mind flashes back to that last day when she struggled to breathe through the bullet that pierced her.You ain't dead, honeybee, you ain't, Dominus murmurs that in my mind over and over again as I thrust deeply into the Milf. Her cries ring through the air, thighs spread wide for me. In between the long, hard thrusts, I claim her mouth in a deep kiss, wanting to taste Bianca through her lips again as her wet snatch drills my cock. I slap her titties, enjoying how they bounce. She's so sex appealing lying there in that blood as it taints her pale skin. Behind us, the fuck fest begins, dicks against pussies and in mouths, and pussies rubbing together, rousing wet sounds in the air. The men suck and kiss their fellow men, but I don't see anyone fucking each other. It's not forbidden here, but I wonder why no one is doing it. As for the women, they ple

Alicia. The brightness of the sun and the heat that comes with it wake me up from my sweet sleep. I hiss, cursing at nothing. However, the moment I look around the large room I'm in, which screams luxury, I prop up from the bed with speed. My eyes flit through the room, an appeased smile finding its way to my lips. I know this place too well. It had once served as my room whenever I came to spend the night in Michael's house. He'd bring me here after fucking me senseless in his sanctuary.I can feel the warmth spreading through me, realizing I'm home at last. This room, this house, and the man who owns them are my home. Images of what occurred yesterday run through my mind, overlapping each other. My moment with Stefon, the attack, my phone call with Michael, and…the moment Michael came for me. I heard him clearly calling me my nickname, Ally. Oh, that was such an ambrosial delight. I nearly came just hearing him call me that, but, of course, a woman needed to keep up with h

Michael. Her hands find my zipper under the water as our lips battle with passion, bodies melting like snow surrendering to the sun. The birds above chirp, flapping their wings like they understand what's happening, like they understand the combustible passion we've buried ourselves in. I churn my lips desperately over hers, and given the way she moans, I already know her pussy is lubricating for me. My teeth bite into her lower lip out of reflex, drawing a tinge of blood when she pulls out my pulsing dick. “That's…sweet, my woman,” I whisper against her lips, my dick sliding into her palms as she gives me a thorough hand job. “You're not permitted to talk, daddy. Just kiss me or put your dick inside me. Your five minutes are running down…” I pant, pulling away from her. “Okay.” “Yes.” She responds. “Am I gonna use my fingers or dick?” I ask, feeling high. “Jesus! You'd ditch this hard guy for your fingers now? Use your dick, daddy.” I whip her around instantly, pressing h

Laura.I'm spellbound— enchanted at how Michael's masturbating to my satisfaction and entertainment before the screen. I still don't know how that big cock manages to fit inside me every time we fuck. It's so meaty and veiny, exactly what every woman out there dreams about. Yet, I'm the lucky one who got it. The one who enjoys every pleasure it's gifted to give my pussy. “Like what you see, Malishka?” He asks, his voice hoarse through the speaker. “It's dripping for you.” I swallow hard. He's very right, that cock is dripping for me, only me. Not Alicia and certainly no one else. “I love it, daddy.” I mewl in response, feeling my nipples ache, rising and pressing deliciously against my bra.“That's my girl…” He sings, stroking himself nice and slow. I feel my body melting into tingles before twitching like I'm being electrified. I know then that it has started— my pussy is beginning to drip. Fuck, I don't plan to touch myself. I just wanted to watch my man play with himself j

Alicia. They both swim in their bubble of pleasure, whispering sweet nothings to each other while I lurk in the dark, stewing, plotting, and looking to execute my plots. I can't be here and watch that devil's spawn have peace in the relationship I suffered years to build. That's a crime! Daylight robbery! Does she know what I suffered for Michael? The beatings he gave me? How he turned me into a masochist? And yet here she was, enjoying the fruits of my labor. It's laughable, really. I have people her age who call me ma'am, who scurry off in fear when they hear my voice. They're willing to lick my feet just to ensure I'm pleased, and yet here she is, eating something that's meant to be mine. Something way older than her. “That's my girl.” My ears tune back into Michael's words. I grit my teeth when I hear him praising that cheap slut. There's this fire that rises inside me, ready to incinerate everything and everyone in my way. I peep through the gap in the door and notic