บททั้งหมดของ All… For My Daddies! : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Lana. I didn’t hesitate. I tugged my soaked panties aside and pushed two fingers into my dripping cunt, moaning loudly around his cock as I started fingering myself. The wet, squelching sounds of my fingers thrusting in and out mixed with the obscene gagging from my throat.“Fuck yes,” he groaned, starting to thrust harder into my mouth. “That’s my good girl. Finger that sloppy pussy while you choke on Daddy’s cock. You’re so fucking wet I can hear it.”I was screaming around his thickness now, the sounds muffled and broken as he fucked my face. My fingers slammed in and out of my cunt faster, curling against my G-spot while my thumb rubbed my swollen clit in frantic circles. Spit poured from my mouth in rivers, dripping onto my tits and the floor. My eyes rolled back, tears streaming down my face as he used my throat like a toy.“You’re such a filthy little whore,” he growled, hips snapping forward. “Oh my God, shit! fingering yourself like a desperate slut while sucking a str

Lana. “Tell me, baby girl… do you want Daddy’s cock right here?” he said, spreading my ass apart with one hand while the other finger pushed deeper, making my legs wobble.“Ohh… ahhh fuck! Oh my God!” I screamed when I felt a third finger inside, the stretch burning so perfectly.“That’s not an answer…” he growled, scissoring his fingers roughly.“Yes… Daddy, fuck me right there… please… fuck me harder. I want to feel your cock in every hole in my body,” I begged, my voice breaking as I pushed my ass back onto his fingers. “I want you to ruin me… use me like your dirty little slut… please, Daddy, I need it so bad.”He groaned deeply, pulling his fingers out and replacing them with the fat head of his cock. He rubbed it against my slick pussy first, coating himself, then pressed against my asshole.“Relax, baby girl,” he murmured, pushing forward slowly.The head popped inside and I screamed, the stretch intense and overwhelming. He kept pushing, inch after thick inch sliding into

Bella. He started stroking it right there, moaning and groaning under his breath. Until suddenly he turned on his side… and his eyes caught me.My eyes raked over the hand holding his cock, just out of his trousers. It seemed to be the only thing taking up every damn space in my head right then.“Jesus Christ, Bella! What the hell are you doing here?! Huh? How long have you been there…?” He quickly slipped his cock back into his trousers and closed the laptop, sliding off the bed to meet me where I was standing.“I was just…” I started. I had no real reason why I came into his room. It wasn’t like I needed help with a math problem. Curiosity had made me wander in so late while Daddy and Mommy were asleep.“Why are you in my room, Bella? Why is it so important that you’re here? Couldn’t whatever you wanted wait until tomorrow? Answer me,” he said, his voice low and tense.“I was just here to check up on you… and then I came in here and you were watching porn… and then I had to sta

Bella.Until suddenly… God, like the universe had heard every filthy prayer of mine…Damon’s hand stayed firm on my right hip, holding me in place on his lap. Then his other hand slowly slipped under the hem of my short sundress, fingers gliding up my bare thigh. My breath caught as he reached the band of my panties, tracing the edge teasingly, making my skin burn. He trailed along the side until he hooked a finger under the fabric and tugged my soaked panties aside.“Fuck…” I whispered, my head instantly falling back, resting against his chest, my cheek pressed to his shoulder.“Don’t make a sound, baby girl,” he breathed hotly against my ear, his voice low and dangerous, barely audible over the loud music and our parents singing in the front. “Except if you want Daddy and Mommy to hear how you scream when you’re getting a lesson from your big brother…”His fingers finally reached my clit.The first touch was electric. Two thick fingers rubbed slow, firm circles over my swollen,

The flames crackled warmly as night fully settled in. Mom and Dad told old family stories, laughing and roasting marshmallows. I sat across from Damon, pretending to listen, but my eyes kept drifting to him. The way the firelight danced across his sharp jaw, the way his shirt stretched over his chest… all I could think about was getting fucked. Nothing more. My pussy was aching, clenching rhythmically, dripping so much I was sure the insides of my thighs were slick. Every time he glanced at me, my clit pulsed harder, begging for his touch, his tongue, his cock.I couldn’t take it anymore.“I think I’ll head inside and sleep early,” I said, standing up and stretching. “I’ve got a bit of a headache from the long drive.”Mom looked concerned. “Oh, isn’t it a little too early, sweetheart?”“Yeah, I just need to rest. I’ll feel better in the morning,” I replied, forcing a small smile.Damon’s eyes met mine across the fire. That dirty little smirk returned for a split second before he