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I scoot forward in my chair, pointing my hard cock towards her face. "I've been using it to make business deals." Dad answers me, just as Danae reaches my chair and wraps her slender hand around my hard cock. "I conduct as much business as I can in my office, using the transmitter. That way I control the outcome." He says, paying no attention to Danae feeding my throbbing cock into her sultry mouth. "I also interview clients here, and they will do anything I want." Dad says, while Danae slides her soft lips down the length of my rigid cock. Fuck! She has the head of my cock buried in her throat, as she locks her almond-shaped, brown eyes on mine. With a slight smile, she flicks her tongue al

“I do not need your help. I am raising my children, Jayden. Your job is to remain safe and study hard.” He pours water for Dada like this conversation is already over. “I know,” I say quickly. “I am not saying you cannot do it. I just want to help.” Papa looks at me then. Really looks. Not angry. Not dismissive. Concerned. Dada leans back slightly, eyes narrowing in that way that tells me he is about to say something that will hit too close to home. “Are you hiding from someone,” he asks carefully, “or did that boyfriend of yours break up with you and you need a place to recover.”

"It is for your sister. She is sixteen. She deserves to feel safe. She deserves a real home." The mention of Cara hit me. Ellie asked about our parents, and I had to tell her. Our dad died together with Cara's mom in a car accident five years ago. I was just nineteen. I had to drop out of school. I had no choice but to take care of my little sister. Just remembering that time made me feel sick and small all over again. Ellie must have seen it on my face. She reached out and touched my arm. Her hand was warm. Just that simple touch made the bad feelings calm down a little.

The sea breeze softened my voice, turned it lazy. "Maybe you should go comfort him, Dad?"

"Little mouse thought she could run from us, but look at her now—spread open, begging, taking every inch like she was made for it." My toes curled as Caspian's deep octave sent shockwaves through my body. Zavian's hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to steal my breath. "Tell him how good it feels, pet. Tell him who owns this body now." *** I didn't mean to surrender to them, but I did. And one night of reckless abandon,born from heartbreak and humiliation, suddenly became my new addiction. It should have been nothing but a drunken mistake… but what happens when your biggest mistake refuses to let you go? When the men who once made you cry now make you scream their nam

I'm at dad's place in a few minutes and I walk straight to the door, I press the door bell and one of the maidens opens the door for me. I walk straight to the couch and ask for a glass of cold water. My dad walks in a few minutes later and I walk towards him and greet him. " Hey dad" "Hey son" " It's been a tough day for me, can I just change and join you, I have a lot to tell you"

Grinning, Kelly expressed her thanks. “Take a seat, Mommy.” She looked behind me. “Daddy. Where’s Daddy?” “He will be here in a minute.” After he answered his phone call. If he did remember I was still waiting for him. Changing the topic, I raised a question, “Have you eaten?” “I am done, Mommy. Grandpa helped me. He took care of me. He said I should eat lots and lots of fruits and vegetables for me to become healthy.” I looked at Arnold. “Thank you so much, Daddy.”

Under the cover of darkness, Daniel stood before the door, gently knocking, pressing his ear against it, and softly calling out, "Mommy, are you inside?" Soon, David received a text message with the code "0," their secret communication method. Confident that his mother was indeed inside, David swiftly retrieved his tools and carefully attached them to the electronic lock on the door, working to crack it open. It wasn't an easy task. The lock had three layers of security, involving fingerprint recognition, numeric codes, and specially processed materials. The numerical code required intricate calculations based on formulas, making random attempts impossible. On the other hand, the fingerprint

I shake against him. "Tomorrow, I want you to meet me, baby girl. Not to fuck you, but meet me near my place, come in your car." "Okay, daddy." I will use Trevor as an excuse. "You walk out, and I will go out the back and come through the front, so it looks like I was outside." Turning me, he slaps my ass, making me giggle. Walking out, I sit back with my dad, Trevor, and Dean. Soon after, Damon walks through the front door.

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.