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Bethany told me. "Wh-what?" I asked, dumbfounded. That was the last thing I had been expecting. "Daddy stepped out on your mother and had himself a mistress. He just couldn't acknowledge me as his daughter because he was afraid of your mother's family finding out," she continued. I didn't know whether to believe what she was telling me; I couldn't believe my father would ever do that. "That's not true!" I argued. "I remember when you were adopted. Dad's best friends died in an accident. He took you in out of respect for them."

] 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.

I was my Father's daughter no matter what, and I have grown to know his tale as a ruthless devil who ruled his people with an iron fist. I remembered when I was little and how my father told me scary stories about him- how he would attack small neighboring packs and take their lands and kill their Alpha. From the maids, I learnt of his sickening obsession with women and how he never spent a night alone. He was basically a man-whore. I hated him, but I ended up having a one night stand with him- not only that, he was the first man I'd ever had sex with. As I drove, I felt my cheeks grow hot as I slowly glided my thighs against each other, biting down on my lip and remembering how his thick fi

he groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he tore deeper into me. “Open me up Daddy, make me yours, dig me, Daddy, please” I cried. His dick was so big, I wondered if I could last another minute pretending I was enjoying his thrust, my pussy was struggling to adjust to his size. “Daddy, my pussy is going to fall apart” I screamed. “You like it, dont you? You like being big daddy’s slut?” I heard him say as he pounded harder into me. “Yessssssss daddy! Yes!!!! Yes,” I screamed.

Every time he shifted to point at the screen, his biceps flexed under the fabric, and I had to bite my lip to stop myself from whimpering. Mom was gone. Two whole weeks. Just me and Daddy alone in this big house. Every filthy fantasy I’d ever had was finally within reach. But God… it was so wrong. He was my real father. The man who raised me. And here I was, soaking through my tiny pink panties, my clit throbbing painfully while he tried to help me with my laptop. What kind of daughter gets this wet for her own Daddy? What kind of daughter has spent years fingering her tight little cunt pretending it was him?

A DAUGHTER'S NEED Highly Rated NOTE: This story is mainly about Father/Daughter so as usual, if not interested you should skip it. Chapter 5 "I don't wanna stop," the blonde told her dad. "I wanna feel it get hard, Daddy. Besides, the way you keep rubbing my ass is making my pussy wet." "Oh god."

Daddy began to spank my ass, fucking me harder like I had begged for. I pulled away from him, falling onto my bed as I cummed hard on the sheet. He was still hard as a rock and that got me more excited. He grabbed my legs, threw them over his shoulders and said,“Be a good girl and take all of Daddy's cock." He instructed with a dark husky voice. I nodded in response and he slammed harder inside my pussy, giving me the best punishment ever. “Harder Daddy!" “Baby girl, your pussy is custom made for me," he groaned, dipping his wet fingers inside my mouth, giving me a taste of my juice. I rolled my tongue along his fingers until he trapped it and pressed down on my throat until I was making gro

This man wasn't giving me chance to catch my breath, and I was feeling drowned by his powerful touches —he's amazing just like his son! "Yes, daddy!" I gasped sharply when he slash the kiss, and we both gazed at each other piercingly. Mr. Reagan's traveled to my thighs and he slipped into my pant, he flicked his fingers as he sorted for my pussy. Before I could say a word; he thrust his two strong fingers into my pussy. "Ow!" I moaned, my hands settling on his broad shoulders as he molested my pussy. Causing a series of emotions mixed with sensation to flush through my veins, the adrenaline was too much!

He's fucking his daughter from behind, slamming against the sexy curves of her ass. "Ohhhh... God... Ohhh... Daddy... Ohhhhhh... Daddy," Ellie shouts each word on every forward thrust of his cock. Her voice is shaky and she's panting, as he relentlessly hammers into her. Slipping one hand between her legs, Ellie starts frantically rubbing her clit while her daddy pumps his hard cock into her enflamed pussy.

The two girls might be good friends, but not too close to the point of violating the student-teacher relationship with too personal stuff. "He didn't attend the last block meeting, my daddy said to ask why when I was coming up," the girl explained, sensing but not understanding Kiersey's reluctance. "Oh," she said, relieved. She could give a straightforward answer to that without having to lie or tell the truth. "You know how busy he is running his multi-store business, what with the new branches just opened up." "Oh," Autumn said, shaking her head in thought. She seemed to be fine with the reply. "Daddy's still pissed though, he ought to at least reply to his broadcast message with somethin