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he growled, his control over me making me tremble even more. “Please, daddy… let me cum…” “You’re so sexy when you beg, kitten.” “Yes, daddy, please!” I whimpered, desperate for release. “You can come, kitten.” The moment the words left his mouth, my orgasm hit me like a tidal wave. My body shook as I let go, my moans echoing around the room. I couldn’t stop trembling as the pleasure washed over me. “Congratulations, kitten. You just squirted,” Bastian said in a low, husky voice, his eyes dark with satisfaction.

“Louder, baby. Who owns this pretty little pussy?” “You do- fuck, Dante, you do!” I sobbed, tears of pure pleasure spilling down my cheeks. He rose up like a god, lips glistening with me, eyes burning with raw possession. A sharp slap landed on my inner thigh, making me squeak. He shoved my legs wider with his knees and freed himself, thick and heavy. The blunt head of his cock pressed against my entrance, teasing, threatening. One hand pinned both my wrists above my head. The other gripped my jaw, forcing my glassy eyes to meet his.

“Because I really think you should show me your skills. My birthday is too far away, so I was going to suggest you do it for yours instead. But now I know that’s even further off, and that feels a little unfair.” He groans loudly and covers his face with both hands. “I’m pretty sure I said we’re never talking about that again.” “How am I supposed to forget it, Daddy?” I murmur, rocking my hips slowly against him with a wicked smile. “You know I have a fantastic memory. And I think you should do it now.” “Do what exactly?” he asks, though I can feel the way his fingers tighten slightly at my waist. “Dance,” I say, voice sweet and full of trouble. “Strip. Show me how you used to do it in those

She tried to pull his hand away, but his strength was miles beyond hers. "Daddy... let go, it really hurts..." she whimpered, her eyes welling up from the stinging pain. "You’re the one who asked for it, aren't you?" Revan hissed. His gaze dropped to her heaving chest before snapping back to her eyes. "Don’t ever play with fire if you aren't ready to get burned. You think I’m like those idiots your mother married before? I could break you in a heartbeat without even blinking." He held that crushing grip for several long, agonizing seconds. It felt like he was channeling every bit of frustration and lust he’d been holding back since last night directly into her skin. Once he saw the genuine f

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.

Then, the turning point: the night DaddyD53 tipped $100 and commanded her to cum. The video cut sharply to highlights from “The Spoiled Princess”: her blindfolded, sobbing climax. Then, the brutal crescendo: Markus’s entrance, the belt strikes, her muffled screams, the violent, culminating penetration, and finally, her broken, post-orgasmic weeping on the bed.

I cried out as he bottomed out. “Look at me,” he commanded, pounding into me with controlled power. “Victor can offer you the world. But he will never make this cunt weep the way I do. He will never own your soul like I do.” “Yes—fuck—Daddy!” He fucked me harder, one hand on my belly, the other rubbing tight circles on my clit. Sweat slicked our skin. The narrow bed creaked violently. I came again, clenching around him so tightly he groaned.

I gulp as I look at the wine racks in disbelief, all the broken bottles of wine and the expensive red wines spread on the floor like a wildfire. Fucking hell! I'm sure I have already lost my job now. "That's what you got for being a fucking hard to get, slut. Come to me and I'll pay for that, you don't have to worry about it or where you'll get the money to pay for this." The man said and he tried to drag me out of the cafe again. I wince in pain when the old man drags me out, it looks like I got a wound on my knee. The old man was about to open the door when someone beats him to it, and a man with a cold, dark, and serious face enters the door.

I slipped it on, the fabric clinging, cum leaking with every step. I grabbed my top, tits bouncing, nipples hard. The door hissed open, the club swallowing me. I stepped onto the dance floor, cum dripping down my legs, the crowd pressing close, oblivious. My pussy clenched, still throbbing, craving the next bang. The bass pounded, my hips grinding, cum trailing behind me. I danced, dripping, desperate, marked.

"A good girl always listens to her daddy so you listen to me when I tell you to fucking hold back that cum" "Daddy!" My breath was sharp now. "I can't... I can't... But I will be a good girl for daddy from now on. Please sir, please daddy" "Oh shit! Do it! Cum now" his words resounded with a small slap to my tit that made it jiggle. "Thank you daddy!!" I screamed as I came hard, my body shuddering and yet stiffening for the first few seconds before I trembled down into the bed, my body shaking violently.