Alpha Daddies And Their Innocent Little Maid (18+) Mga Nobela at Kwento

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

At that moment, I was a wrecking mess. Wet, wrecked, messy….. “I’m still innocent, at least I haven’t had sex with anyone yet.” I replied, in a way only Bryan could hear. “Don’t let any stupid boy touch you, am I clear?” His voice turned edgy and dark. “If I find out any boy touched you down here, I’d send him to the ICU.” “Oh, Daddy is overprotective of his daughter.” I whisper-chuckled. “You deserve a punishment.” Daddy warned as he flicked my pussy with his thumb and middle fingers, I couldn’t help but yelp in both pain and pleasure.

This was the place where dirty daddies told you exactly how to finger your dripping cunt on camera, how to spread your asshole wide and show them how tight and pink it was, how to slap your swollen clit until your legs shook and you were begging like a pathetic slut. They made you do all kinds of nasty shit live, moaning their names, stuffing both your holes with toys, and they tipped heavy when you got even filthier, when you spread wider, when you fucked yourself harder and showed them exactly how messy your cum looked dripping down your thick thighs in long shiny strings. This particular “DADDYHUGECOCK” was the filthiest one yet. Even though I had never seen him, I had spent weeks imagini

“Please, Daddy. Fuck me. I need you so badly.” He thrust deep in one powerful stroke, filling me completely. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Daddy! Yes!” He set a relentless pace immediately, pounding into me with long, commanding strokes that made my breasts bounce and my body slide up the bed. Each thrust hit deep, stretching me perfectly and sending sparks of pleasure through my core. “Do not stop, Daddy! Please, do not stop!” I moaned loudly, my voice echoing off the walls.

“Wrong name.” “D...daddy,” I whimpered. “Only you, Daddy. Please, don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck your little slut.” He chuckled, a dark, vibrating sound of pure triumph. He reached down, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing with a brutal, expert precision that sent hot sparks through my vision. “Good girl. I’m going to fill you so full of my seed that when you’re standing at that altar saying ‘I do,’ you’ll still feel me dripping down your thighs. You’re going to be thinking about how my cock felt while you’re looking into his eyes.”

“You’re the father figure in my life now. Calling you Alpha feels distant. I want to call you Daddy when we’re alone.” Kyros didn't move, his broad chest rose and fell heavier than before. His smoky green eyes even sexier up close, in a way that made my nipples twitch. He was fighting it. I could smell it on him. His masculine Alpha scent deepened and his body more rigid. “Mia…” his voice was rough. “Do you know what you're talking about, right now?” I set the glass down and stepped even closer, letting my hard nipples brush against his stomach through the thin tank top. My red thong was already soaked. “I’m old enough to know what is right from what is wrong, Alpha. I mean…Daddy?”

Her core clamped down on him violently as a massive, shattering orgasm tore through her body. She convulsed against his frame, but Bret didn't stop. He kept thrusting through her climax, his dirty whispers filling her ears. "That's it, daddy's good girl. You're just a little cock cleaner, aren't you? Say it for daddy." "I'm... I'm daddy's good girl... daddy's little cock cleaner," Victoria sobbed out, the dirty words escaping her lips breathlessly. She wasn't crying because it was painful anymore…she was sobbing because it felt so fucking good, a dirty ecstasy that completely eclipsed what she had felt with Eden.

"Shit, that's... that's a lot." "I know it's a lot. I don't know what to do, Maya. I have nothing. I can't help her. I'm so fucked." "There's... there's a way. But you have to be serious about it." Something in her voice made me sit up straighter. "What way?" I asked. "There's this party. Underground. Exclusive. Rich guys. They bid on women for... companionship. One night, they paid big money. I'm talking serious money. Some girls make ten, fifteen grand in one night."

"Come on, Daddy... Yes!" The big capo slides his tongue right over the hard male head and moves it back and forth, moaning against Goldie's private part. Goldie Lockhart feels like the whole room is spinning around. He thinks the sacred mafia code brought him to this exact spot today to be loved by his Daddy. "You taste even better than you smell," Jack Horner says, looking up with dark eyes. "I knew you would." He licks all around the lower area, probing the skin with his big, warm tongue.

Good girl Mia, texting her father-in-law at two in the morning, asking him to describe how he'd fuck her? His response made my breath catch: David: I'd back you against the wall. Kiss you until you can't breathe. My hand would slide into those panties and I'd find you soaking wet for me, wouldn't I? Me: Yes. David: I'd make you beg for it. Make you say please, Daddy, before I'd even touch you properly. Then I'd bend you over my couch and fuck you so hard you forget you're married to my son. I was touching myself again, reading his words over and over, imagining every second of it.