Daddy, please fuck me (1) "Don't you dare fucking move."Clinton’s voice boomed through the drywall—a deep, breathless snarl that shattered the dead silence of the night.A crash followed, the unmistakable sound of glass shattering against the floor in the bedroom next door."Clinton, please..." Mom gasped, her voice breaking into a desperate plea.My eyes snapped open in the pitch-black, heart hammering wildly against my ribs. What the hell? Was he hurting her?Then came another heavy thud."Oh God, Clinton, yes! Please! Harder!" Mom cried out.I froze, the breath trapped in my lungs. The terrifying illusion of a struggle evaporated as a new noise echoed through the house: the heavy, wet, relentless slap-slap-slap of flesh meeting flesh.They weren't fighting. They were fucking. My blood ran hot as the realization crashed over me."Right there," Clinton growled, his voice jagged and feral. "Ethlyn. Take it just like that.""Yes! Yes, Daddy. Give it to me! Argh!" Mom screamed.The we
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