All Chapters of All For… Daddy: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Mia. I gasped sharply, my hands flying up to grip his broad shoulders as he slowly pushed inside me, feeding me inch after thick inch. The stretch was intense, almost overwhelming, but the burning fullness felt so incredibly good. He kept sinking deeper, his eyes fixed on my face, studying every flicker of pleasure and discomfort as he filled me completely. “Fuck… you’re so tight,” he groaned when he finally bottomed out, his hips pressed flush against mine. “This pussy was made for me.” He started moving with slow, deep strokes at first, giving me time to adjust to his size. But the tenderness didn’t last. His thrusts quickly grew harder and faster, slamming into me with enough force to make the bed creak loudly beneath us. My breasts bounced wildly with every powerful drive, my moans turning into raw, desperate cries. “Daddy… it’s so deep… you’re so big…” I sobbed, my nails digging into his back as he fucked me harder. He leaned down, capturing one of my nipples

Mia. Calvin fisted my hair tighter, fucking my mouth with slow, deliberate strokes while Brad slammed into my pussy even harder. “Look at you, princess,” Calvin groaned, voice strained with pleasure. “Taking two cocks like such a greedy little slut. Your daddy’s best friends stretching both your holes.” Tears streamed down my face from the overwhelming intensity, but I didn’t want them to stop for even a second. My pussy clenched hard around Brad’s thick shaft, creaming all over him as he fucked me without mercy. Brad reached around and rubbed my clit roughly, his fingers moving fast while he pounded into me. “Cum for us, baby girl. Show us how much you love getting fucked by your daddies.” The orgasm crashed into me like an explosion. I screamed around Calvin’s cock, my pussy spasming violently around Brad as I came hard, gushing all over his thrusting length. Brad kept driving into me through my climax, his hips slapping loudly against my ass as he chased his own r

Elena. Over the years, I had focused on one clear goal. I wanted a perfect pair of breasts made for his hands to claim. Full, heavy, and perky enough to overflow beautifully into his large, strong palms. My body had developed in all the best ways—soft, tempting curves that made my slim waist appear even tinier, wide hips that swayed with invitation, and a firm, rounded ass that jiggled enticingly with each step. I craved his hands grabbing it roughly, smacking the soft flesh, spreading my cheeks wide while he took me hard from behind. I refused to remain the innocent little girl he remembered. I needed to become the woman whose body would make his cock harden instantly the moment his eyes landed on me. The next morning arrived. I woke up far too early, my entire body humming with nervous energy and desire. I chose my outfit with care and slipped back under the covers, pretending I knew nothing, waiting for Mom to come wake me. I sat up slightly but kept the duvet

Elena. We reached my room faster than I expected, and I quickly fetched the stool for him. He stepped up to replace the bulb, his tall, muscular frame stretching fully. The towel around his waist slid even lower on his hips, teasing dangerously. I stood directly in front of him, my face mere inches from the prominent bulge of his cock. All I could pray for was that the towel would finally fall away. I wanted that thick, heavy length to spring free and smack against my face. I wanted him to fist my hair and feed every inch into my eager mouth while he towered over me like a king. The vivid image made my pussy clench tightly, sending a fresh rush of wetness into my already soaked panties. Uncle Darius finally climbed down, but as we both reached for the stool at the same moment, our hands brushed together. “Let me carry it back,” I offered, my face so close to his that I could feel the heat of his breath. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. Go ahead and take your shower. I’ll

Elena.“Oh God…”He suddenly withdrew his fingers, leaving me whimpering at the sudden emptiness. My pussy clenched desperately around nothing, dripping steadily down my thighs.Before I could draw a full breath, he lifted those shiny fingers to my lips.“Taste how badly you need me,” he ordered, his voice thick with desire.I wrapped my lips around them without hesitation, sucking greedily like I had been starving for it. My own sweet, tangy flavor coated my tongue, warm and slippery.I moaned deeply around his thick fingers, swirling my tongue exactly as I imagined doing to his cock. I hollowed my cheeks and took them deeper until I gagged softly, eyes watering with pure hunger.I craved every filthy part of him, every drop he would give me.My eyelids fluttered as I licked and sucked, savoring the taste of my own arousal as if it were the most addictive thing I had ever experienced.He watched me intently with those dark, smoldering eyes. His heavy cock throbbed and leaked against