Daddy Crush Mga Nobela at Kwento

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

I explained slowly, running my fingers over my bare stomach. "Aw, I'll sing you to sleep, maybe my juicy voice would call upon sleep for you tonight." He purposed. "Maybe." I replied quietly, masking the exciting rush I just felt under the nonchalance answer I just gave. "So what's up with you tonight?" He inquired. "My Dad just got home from a week plus travel some minutes ago, I have to go welcome him, and besides I've missed him." I retorted as I set the phone call to loud speaker before placing it on the table beside my closet.

“Here’s the deal. For the next two weeks while your dad’s gone, I’ll give you exactly what that tight little body has been craving. Every filthy thing you’ve been too scared to even think about. I’ll teach you how to cum properly, how to take what you need, no limits, no bullshit judgment. But you follow my rules. You call me Daddy every single time you speak to me. And you obey every command the second I give it. No hesitation.” My mouth went dry. My crush on him had always been this secret dirty ache, but hearing him say it out loud like that made fresh heat rush between my legs. I could feel my pussy clench around nothing, imagining his hands on me instead of mine. Still, the word “Daddy”

he dropped the bombshell and hazel eyes raked hot fingers on my skin. Liquid anger trickled into my brain, and my nails dug into the inside of my hand, drawing blood from small crescent holes. "My belief is he is not alone. He has somebody in the background who is prompting him to do his dirty work'' Dada continued, "How much money is gone?" Daddy asked not looking up from his phone. A robotic 'sweet' trickled out of his speaker, and I almost reached into my chest and dug out my heart at the idea of him playing Candy Crush right now.

"Uh!" He kept thrusting in and out spreading my legs wider. "Uh.." "You feel so good" He thrusted deeper. Harder. Deeper. Faster. He wrapped his hands with mine, giving me hard strokes. Oh God! "Fuck!" "East...." "Who's your daddy?" "Y....you" "Say it" "You" "Call me that" "Daddy" "Fuck!" He bring my legs up, placing them on his shoulders as he gave me hard and fast strokes.

“So tight I know I’m doing something that’s just plain wrong. Feels so fucking right, though. Feels like you’ve got a crush on your big brother and asking for homework help is just an excuse to lie beside me on the bed in your little plaid skirt. You were asking for this.” “Daddy knows his pain, don’t I?” Clement growls, pressing Dasha tighter to me so she’s flattened between us, receiving my thrusts with little whimpers because she has no choice but to take this fat cock she owns now. “How are we supposed to keep our pants zipped when you don’t bother wearing any? You should have known this was coming when Daddy started buying your panties. That shouldn’t be my job, but you made it my busin

"Ride it faster, Princess. Make this pussy milk Daddy’s cock." I went wild, bouncing harder, faster, my pussy slamming down on him, wet SLAP SLAP SLAP sounds mixing with my screams, his growls. My nails raked his chest, leaving red marks, my body shaking as I chased that edge again. "DADDY… I’M GONNA CUM… OH FUCK… I’M GONNA BREAK!" "Cum for Daddy," he roared, hand slapping my ass hard—CRACK—making my pussy gush.

“—tell me who’s your daddy.” The next thrust was brutal, deliberate, grinding deep enough that I saw stars. “You are,” I sobbed out, voice cracking. “You are my daddy—” “Louder.” He punctuated the word with another punishing drive of his hips, spanking me again—harder—while he kept fucking me without mercy. My ass burned, my pussy throbbed, every nerve screaming in the best way. “You’re my daddy—oh God—Mr. William you’re my daddy—” The words spilled out between screams, high and desperate, my whole body shaking like I might fly apart.

Dad climbed on first. “This pussy is getting bred this summer,” he growled, rubbing his cock on my slit. “No pills. No pulling out. You’re gonna swell up with Voss baby. Understand?” “Yes, Daddy… breed your dirty daughter,” I whimpered, broken already. He slammed in. So deep. So thick. He fucked me like he wanted to split me open, slapping my tits red, choking me while my brothers watched and stroked. I came hard, squirting all over his cock. “Daddy! I’m cumming, fuck your little girl harder!”

I groaned when her cries came out muffled. "Fuck me, daddy. Fuck your pussy, fuck my cunt because you own it, and no one else can fuck it the way you do. Fuck me like your slut."