GABRIEL:I did not want to hurt the beautiful woman on the bed, yet I raised the whip and brought it down against her skin.Each moan that escaped her lips made my muscles tighten and my cọck harden with a primal desire to claim her.No woman had ever made me feel this way.I had instructed her to use the safe word—“stop”—if she wanted me to end it. If she wanted me to continue, she was to beg me: “Please, Daddy.”Hearing her soft voice beg me made me want to fụck her pụssy until she was breathless.I set the vibrator aside; there was no point now. The night had grown late, and though I had not intended to do this, I could no longer resist her allure. I had to claim her—every inch of her.Her lemon scent heightened my desire as I felt her tightness wrap around my cọck, holding me captive while I made love to her.“Please, Daddy,” she moaned, begging me to continue. But I knew her body could take no more.Why was she doing this? Did she know it was me and not my father?My father was t
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