บททั้งหมดของ ME TOO DADDY: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 87

Alice. My pussy still ached from the plug when we left for the airport. We were in the car, heading to pick up Mom. Every bump in the road made me press my thighs together. Dominic drove with one hand the other rested on my thigh. Dominic had told me an hour earlier to remove the plug, I locked myself in the bathroom, pulled it out, and took a shower under cold water while my legs trembled. The empty feeling left me restless. After an hour… we are in his car. He didn’t look at me. Mom’s flight was on time. He parked, we walked inside, and waited near the arrivals gate. She came through the doors pulling a small suitcase, smiling like ever. “Alice! Dommy!” I hugged her first. She smelled of same perfume she always sprayed. “Hey, Mommy. How was your trip?” “So fucking exhausting,” she said, squeezing me tight. “But I’m so glad to be back. Only God knows how much I missed you both.” Dominic took her suitcase. “You can continue with the mother daughter talk when we ge

AliceThe ache between my legs still burned when I walked downstairs.Every step reminded me how deep Dominic had taken me in the neighbor’s backyard last evening. My asshole was swollen, and the simple friction of my thighs rubbing together made me wet all over again.I carried the textbook against my chest. Dominic sat on the couch in the sitting room wearing only boxers. The soft light from the bulb caught the hard lines of his chest and stomach. His legs were spread, one arm stretched along the back of the couch. He looked up the second my bare feet hit the bottom step.“I want to start the lesson today,” I said.His eyes dropped to the book, then back to my face. “Come here, angel.”I walked straight to him and sat on his lap, straddling one of his thighs. The textbook rested between us for half a second before I shifted forward and pressed my bare pussy against the thick cock that was already growing under the thin fabric of his boxers. I rolled my hips just enough to feel him t

Elena. He didn’t waste time asking any more questions or saying any more words. He grabbed my big ass, dragged my back against him till there was no space between the two of us. His mouth located the crease just behind my ear, sending hot breath over the tender area. “You have no idea,” he said, and his voice had changed, darker now, rougher, stripped of pretense, “how long I’ve wanted to touch you, to shove my fingers in your little holes, to suck on those two candies.” My knees went weak. I leaned into him, let him take my weight, felt his arms wrap around my waist, and held me upright. “Let’s see what you have, stepdad.” I could feel the pressure of his lips on the curve of my neck; his mouth open, wet, hot, my head tilted back on his shoulder, presenting my throat to him like some damn offering box. He took it without wasting any time. And finally - finally! I was getting my dream man; my mother’s husband. My stepfather. He trailed his mouth down my throat, tasting