All Chapters of Plunge In Deep, Daddy; Filthy Age Gap Stories : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Suck My Cock (1)ELISABETH I had spent almost my entire life inside the Demarco mansion. My mom started working as a maid here when I was five, and we moved into the small staff quarters at the back. The beautiful house with its marble floors, heavy curtains, and armed guards became my whole world. I cleaned rooms, helped in the kitchen, and stayed quiet. But the two brothers, Santiago and Lucas, always noticed me.They were twins, forty-five now, tall and broad with the same sharp jaw and dark eyes. But they were nothing alike. Santiago was colder, always watching me like he already owned me. Lucas was hotter tempered, quicker to smile at me when no one was looking. Since we were kids, they fought over little things about me. Who got to walk me to the garden. Who gave me the better birthday gift. It was quiet at first, just glares and sharp words between them. Now that we were older, it was worse. They still wanted me, and they hated each other for it.I was only twenty-two. Too you

Suck My Cock(3) I woke up with Lucas’s heavy arm across my waist. My body still ached in the best and worst ways from yesterday. I tried to slip out of bed quietly, but he pulled me back against his chest.“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked, his voice deep and sleepy.“Just to the bathroom,” I whispered. At twenty-two I felt tiny next to his forty-five-year-old body. He was all muscle and mafia strength.He kissed my neck before letting me go. “Come right back. We’re not done yet.”In the bathroom I looked at myself in the mirror. My lips were swollen, there were marks on my neck. I should hate him for taking me from Italy, but my body kept saying yes. I splashed water on my face and went back.Lucas was sitting up, his phone in his hand. His face looked angry. “Santiago called. He found out where we are.”My heart jumped. “What did he say?”“He says I stole you. Threatened to come here himself and take you back.” Lucas threw the phone on the bed. “He’s always been like this

Uncle Maurice Has A Big Dick (1)VICTORIAI stepped off the bus with my suitcase dragging behind me. The neighborhood looked the same as always, but I felt different. I had just finished my second year of college and was back home for the summer. Dad opened the front door before I even reached it and pulled me into one of his big bear hugs.“Welcome home, kiddo,” he said, grinning widely. “Missed you like crazy.”“I missed you too, Dad,” I told him, smiling brightly. College was exciting with my new friends and late-night studying, but nothing beat the familiar smell of our house.I unpacked in my old room. The posters were still on the walls, and my stuffed bear sat on the shelf where I left it. It felt comforting but also a little strange. I was twenty-one now, not the little girl who used to live here.That evening we ordered pizza and caught up. Dad talked about his mechanic shop and the funny customers. I laughed along, telling him about my classes and just the , the doorbell ran

UNCLE MAURICE HAS A BIG DICK (3)VICTORIA I couldn’t stop thinking about Maurice’s big cock. Ever since that first full night, it was all I could picture. It was thick and long, stretching me open in ways no college guy ever had. The way it filled me completely made my body ache for more. I woke up the next morning sore between my legs, but smiling. My phone buzzed with his text: Miss that tight pussy already. Send Sir a photo right now with your legs spread and your fingers inside you.I obeyed fast, spreading my legs on the bed and pushing two fingers in while snapping the picture. I sent it with shaky hands. Good girl, he replied. Tonight after your dad leaves for his fishing trip. Be ready to take every inch.Dad was packing his bag for an overnight fishing trip with some buddies. He had no idea what was happening under his roof. “Maurice might swing by to check on things,” he said casually while hugging me goodbye. “You two always got along.”“Yeah, Dad,” I said, trying not to b

Uncle Maurice Has A Big Dick (5)VICTORIA I packed the bag the next morning while Dad was in the shower. It was just some clothes, some cash I had saved, charger, and my ID. I shoved it under the bed and sat there staring at it like it might explode.Maurice texted while I was still looking at it. “Did you pack it?”“ Yes”“ That’s good. We are going to leave on Saturday night when he goes to poker. Two more days.”Two days felt like forever and no time at all.Dad came out of the bathroom and looked at me funnily. “You okay? You’ve been quiet.” “Just tired,” I said.He didn’t push it, but he stayed home all day. Every time Maurice’s name came up on my phone I felt my stomach drop. We couldn’t do anything with Dad sitting in the living room watching TV.That night Maurice called instead of texting. “I can’t wait until Saturday,” he said. “I need to see you.” “Dad’s home,” I whispered. “I know. Meet me in the backyard after he falls asleep. Just for a few minutes.”I waited unti