Novel & Cerita Dad And Daughter

she declared, clapping her hands like she'd just won the lottery. I stepped out of the car in front of Dad's office building. The massive Adriano Estates sign loomed above. Typical Dad—everything about him screamed opulence. Walking through the front doors, I was greeted with smiles and nods from familiar faces. Dad's office had always been a second home for Mom and me. On slow days, we'd come here just to pester him, our antics turning his workday into our entertainment. Twenty-four years later, nothing had changed. "Hello, handsome," I greeted Harry, Dad's ever-loyal secretary, with a playful smile.

“I haven’t seen you here before.” “My son just started last week, and he’s already made a lot of friends. I’m Hera, by the way. That’s my son, Blazt, and my daughter Hestia. She seems to be friends with your daughter already.” I looked at the group of little girls and immediately recognized Hestia. She looked just like her mother. “Oh yes, that’s my daughter, Daphne. And this little one here is Yiannis, he’s nine months old,” I said, smiling.

Hades reluctantly passes our daughter to my father who holds her with tears shimmering in his eyes. "Hello, baby," he croons, "I'm your granddaddy Daxton but you can call me Dax," he said, stroking her head and kissing her softly on the cheek. "Give her here," Damien argued, "I want a turn. I told you she would be a girl," he added triumphantly at me.

Damian said and kissed the top of her head. I sipped my tea and felt my chest get tight watching them together because this was what I always wanted. I never thought I would have with Damian. Our daughter looked up at Damian and patted his face again and then she opened her mouth and said "Dada." Damian's face crumpled and tears started running down his cheeks and he pulled our daughter close and held her against his chest. "She said dada. She called me dada. It's not the first time she's calling me her dad, but for some reason, I feel very happy," he whispered.

I took what energy I had left and rolled off Dad onto my back. He immediately got between my legs, taking his dick and rubbing it up and down my slit as he played with my clit. I was looking up at him in awe. "Daddy, I love you so much. I mean, I fucking love you so fucking much it's ridiculous." As soon as I finished my sentence, he slammed his dick into me again. His thrusts were long and deep. I could tell he wasn't going to last much longer. Also, no one had ever cum in me before, and I was excited for him to be the one to do this to me. I egged him on between moans. "Fuck me Daddy...cum in your daughter's pussy...you know you want to...FUCK DADDY...YOU FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD!" I felt Dad

He would rather Adina have a happy marriage and live happily for a lifetime. “Dad, what are you talking about?” Right then, Daniel walked over and set his sights on Adina. “This is?” Dillon snapped out of his daze. “This is Ms. Daugherty.” “Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Daugherty.” Daniel gently nodded at Adina before he looked at Dillon and softly said, “Dad, Mom’s death anniversary is approaching. How have you prepared for it?” Adina heard what he said clearly, and she smiled calmly.

David's low, gravelly voice said to his own daughter. David pounded her relentlessly, the bed creaking under the force of his thrusts. His hands mauled her tits, while his mouth sucked on her nipples hard. He was a fucking cliché, wasn't he? Nailing his step daughter. Didn't matter. He had good reason. Was protecting Susan. "Daddy. Daddy. Daddy," Anna cried out on a loop, the pillow falling to the side, her face red from David's exertions and keeping her legs in the air for her daddy.

She settled onto the couch, her gaze drifting over the remnants of our life together, just the two of us against the world. The clothes I had bought her, her childhood toys, and the awards on the wall she had earned over the years–it all brought fresh tears to her eyes. "Mom, I gave all the money you gave me to Frank, and I fought with you. How can you not be mad at me?" "Because you're my daughter, sweetheart. We all mess up sometimes. The key is being able to turn things around once you realize you've gone wrong." After the cops nabbed Frank, they did not waste any time digging up the dirt on him.

It felt like father and daughter claiming each other before a witness made it that much more real. Keri whimpered and moaned as her father plunged a pair of fingers in and out of her slick pussy channel. Tyla was moaning just as loud. Meanwhile, Rex's cock was hard and swollen to it furthest limit as his pretty, blonde daughter hovered over it. And as good as the man's experienced fingers felt plumbing her slippery hole, the girl was eager to feel that thick shaft pushing up inside her. But then, she almost forgot where she was as she kissed her father back. Her mind was in a whirl as his tongue swept through her mouth and played with hers.

Those were the words she had always used on me. Suri had been in a terrible mood lately because she was unable to attend school and was deeply humiliated. Worst of all, without school, where was she supposed to bully others or extort money? She stomped her foot and screamed, "Why won’t you give it to me?! If you can’t afford me, why did you even give birth to me?! You old hag, why don’t you just die? All the money in this house belongs to me!" Hearing her beloved daughter tell her to die, Mom nearly fainted from shock. She thought about all the humiliation she had endured begging for Suri’s schooling and all the money she had spent, only for this ungrateful child to curse her over allowance.