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Tentative at first, then with rhythm, letting her body move to the music softly playing in the suite. The room felt smaller, warmer, and somehow heavier, like the universe had condensed into these four walls. Ethan watched quietly, hand brushing the cheetah-print bedsheets, gripping them almost subconsciously. A spark of connection flared — instinct, curiosity, desire — he didn’t know which.

My eyes flicked to Daddy's cock. I stared at that big, throbbing shaft. I wanted that fleshy rod fucking my pussy. He was so much bigger than those losers I had dated. That was the sort of man I wanted to fuck. I wanted his dick ramming into me right now. I craved it so much. I shuddered here as Daddy grinned down at me. He knew what I wanted. What I was so horny for. My entire body quivered in delight as he grinned from ear to ear. Mom finished licking me clean and leaned back, her face covered in spunk.

"Consider this a warning. Disobey me again, and next time the punishment will be far harsher." His lips are so close, and then they aren't, as he pulls away before I can demand he kisses me. He looks over me, an almost animalistic look passing over his eyes. "Like what you see?" I whisper. All I want is for him to approach me, to give me exactly what I want. Tomorrow, we don't have to talk about it, to even think about it again. But right now...I don't want to think about anything else. "What would your father say if he knew how wet and desperate you are for me, huh?" he asks, barely above a whisper.

"We can't seem to meet his freaking expectations." We had gone through our work meticulously, double-checking every detail, and it was flawless. Everything was fine, but it still wasn't enough to satisfy Isaac. "If he weren't so handsome, I would have dropped this project already," Danna continued with a hint of playfulness in her voice. I couldn't help but burst into laughter. Danna always had an eye for good-looking men. Even in the short time we've spent together, it was easy to see her preferences because she openly talked about them. Handsome and visually appealing. Has a muscular physique. Intelligent. Rich.

The sheer size and weight of him in her palm, made her pussy clench around nothing. The sight of it made her mouth water, but she wanted to see Adriano too. The thought crashed into her with the force of a tidal wave, leaving her breathless. She wanted to see both of them, touch both of them and feel both of their cocks in her hands at the same time. "Daddy..." Anny whispered, her hand moving to Adriano’s hair, threading her fingers through the strands and gently pulling him upward.

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In another year Henry made her the CEO of one of the branches of Damaco Companies and they had set up more business and branches becoming the second biggest company in Florida in two years! She couldn't hold the outburst any longer. She was going to shout it in his face that she was pregnant for him. "I…I…" She began but he interrupted her. "How many babies have you killed?" He interrupted her. Her eyebrows furrowed. "What are you talking about?" "Don't act ignorant, I know about all you've been doing now." He frowned, firing her a fiery gaze. "I found it, the birth control pills you've been taking. If that was not enough you once took an abortion pill, killing our baby! My baby!" He shouted

he said. I stared into my eyes as his fingers circled around my clit, which was already swollen from unwanted attention. I moaned and pressed my thighs together. Simon continued in that rhythm, going further, he plunges two of his fingers hard into me and my head rolls backward as pleasure crashes through me. “Do you want me to stop?” He asked, still looking at me. “No…daddy.” As soon as I said that, his eyes darkened again. His fingers kept going in and out of me while I kept on moaning helplessly. I could feel pressure build up inside me.

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."

I was panting, my body on fire, every pull of his mouth making my pussy throb emptily. "Alex... oh fuck, don't stop," I begged, my fingers digging into his shoulders. The way he worshipped my breasts was intoxicating, making me feel desired in a way I hadn't in years. When he pulled back, my nipples were red and glistening. He grinned triumphantly, pinching my nipple harder one last time, eliciting a sharp moan from me. "That's my girl. Now, get on the bed and spread your legs for Daddy." The word "Daddy" hit me like a lightning bolt, a jolt of surprise mixed with dark thrill that made my core clench.