Novel & Cerita Daddy Daughter Erotica

why daddy? 'That's because you’re so fucking hot,' he said, lifting his head, eyes locked on hers. 'I'm gonna make you feel every bit of how perfect you are.' He sucked her clit hard, two fingers thrusting into her, curling to stroke her g-spot. She bucked, tears spilling over. Daddy! I'm... I'm coming!' she cried, pussy clenching around his fingers, juices soaking his hand. He lapped it all up, murmuring, 'That's it, come for me. Let it all out for daddy.'

My eyes were closed tightly as he continued to massage my pussy over my pants. My cunt felt swollen and wet around his hand, and his fingers were moving slowly inside of me. "Pull the panties out, Daddy. Please pull it out…" I cried as the overwhelming pleasure to be touched directly threatened down on me. "You want them off so badly, don't you?" he growled against my wet skin, his breath burning hot. He didn't pull the fabric down yet. Instead, he kept his hand firmly between my thighs, pressing his thick palm right against my throbbing clit over the damp lace. "Tell me how much you need it, Audrina. Tell me how wet you are for your daddy right now."

We stayed joined against the counter until our breathing slowed, and then he eased out, and the warm slide of his come leaking onto the tile made my stomach tighten with filthy satisfaction. That same night, after my mother had returned and gone to bed, he came to my room again in the dark. The visit was quieter and more desperate, the risk of her waking only a few doors away making every thrust sharper. He pushed into me from behind while I stayed on my side and the slow deep strokes built until I came with my face pressed into the pillow to muffle the sounds. He filled me again and then stayed inside me until his cock softened, and only then did he ease out and leave me with the evidence o

She said. Behind her now. Her on all fours, me driving into her, my hands clamped on her curvy hips, our skin slapping as I hit bottom. Both of us panting, her hand between her legs, rubbing her clit, cumming, cumming, as I plowed her from behind. So dirty, so wrong, so good. I was there. "Cumming, daughter." "Fill my pussy, daddy. Cum in your daughter's twat." I stifled a laugh as I held deep and orgasmed. That wonderful feeling of release intensified by using words that remind us of our forbidden love.

"Mmmmm... mmm-hmm. Oh God, Daddy you feel so good. Do you like fucking your little girl, Daddy?" "Oh yes, baby. You feel so amazing?" "My pussy, Daddy. Tell me my pussy is making you feel good." "Your... your pussy angel." God, I was going out of my mind trying to talk dirty to my daughter while my cock stroked in and out of her tight snatch. "Your pussy feels so good. My cock feels so good inside you." "Inside your own daughter. Mmm... fuck me Daddy. This is so hot." I lifted Honey's knees up so I could get even deeper in her, and she gasped as I pushed in.

“Such a pretty little ass. Been thinking about spanking it for months every time you sass me.” His fingers slid lower, between my thighs, collecting the slick evidence of my desire. He brought them up, showing me how they glistened in the dim light. “Look at this,” he murmured, voice thick with lust and something sweeter — pride. “My stepdaughter is soaking wet just from Daddy telling her to strip. You’ve been craving this, haven’t you, baby girl?” I whimpered, nodding against the couch. “Yes… Daddy.” He groaned softly at the word, rewarding me by sliding two thick fingers through my folds, circling my swollen clit with perfect pressure. I moaned, pushing back against his hand.

Alistair’s voice dropped low, terrifyingly calm yet vibrating with a lethal threat. "Daddy, you’re being fooled! This woman is my ex-fiancée—you shouldn't be with a woman who used to be with your son!" Adrian shrieked again, the indignation written clearly across his face. I couldn't fathom why he was this angry. It couldn't possibly be jealousy, could it? The bastard had cheated on me and literally thrown me away. There was no way he still had feelings like that!

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Naomi gently pressed the button, and the video finally played normally. It recorded how Anna took off her clothes and climbed onto Mister Daddy’s bed with a flirtatious expression.

It neary felt like we were lovers. Little moans escaped Lyron's mouth as he moved his hips. “ I take my words back, you're just using me as your life-sized dildo, aren't you?” I heaved. He's totally different when in heat. “ Why aren't you moving? Don't you want to fuck me again?” His teary yet horny eyes were really turning me on. Since when did I have such a fetish? “ I'll be your life-sized dildo for tonight but you owe me one, okay?” I needed him to promise me that.