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With one of his hands reaching to my boob, he began to tweak it, and the other went up to seize my neck, pulling me up gently and pressing my back against his chest. “Da…Daddy!” I choked, my saliva trickling onto his hand. He brought down his hand and began to stroke my clit, playing and slapping it harshly, not leaving my ass out, as he continued to shove into me. He bent over and kissed my neck harshly, and then my back, my shoulders. “You’re so fucking sweet!” He hummed. “Daddy…I’m going to cum again.” I cried out and he went back to stroking my clit, more aggressive than before.

"Only if it's as big and juicy as yours, daddy... Ooooooh... I'm gonna cum... Fuck me hard, daddy. Make your baby girl cum again!" Danielle massaged her clit even harder. Daddy squeezed her tits tight. He slammed his shaft inside her hungry hole as hard and as fast as he could go. Then Danielle cried out loud, a high-pitched sound of unabashed passion. As her cunt contracted hard around his cock, daddy shoved himself as deep as he could and groaned out loud as he shot his heavy load into his daughter's womb.

, I moaned. Without warning, he dropped me onto his dick hardly. The tip of his dick hit the end of my pussy, sending a wave of pain through my body. I dropped a tear, whimpering as the pain slowly turned to pleasure. I tightened the grip of my hands on his shoulders and started to ride him like a pornstar. "Oh, yes, baby", he moaned. "You like it when I ride your dick, daddy? I'm such a bad girl", I was going to cum again, I was so close. Frank held my waist, taking control. He positioned my pussy and started thrusting into my pussy.

“Fuck, I might have to come just so I can fuck you harder, baby.” “You-you can do that, Daddy?” I may not have had sex, but it’s pretty well known that men don’t have multiple orgasms like women do. I’ve heard plenty of people joke that sex is done when the man is done. But Damon is talking about it like that’s not the case. Like he could go once and then go again… “For you, princess? I can do anything.” Damon’s hips buck forward, giving me his whole cock. An explosion of sensation overwhelms my nerves, and I cry out again as he bottoms out inside of me, claiming me and making me his.

The wood rattled with every thrust. “Say it,” he growled, one hand fisting my hair to arch my back. “Tell me who you want.” “You,” I gasped. “Fuck…Dominic…” “Louder.” “You! I want you…god, harder…” He obliged. His free hand slid around to find my clit, rubbing tight, ruthless circles. The angle was brutal; he hit that spot inside me over and over until my legs shook. “Admit it,” he rasped. “You’ve been wet for me while you sat there listening to him cry about her. You’ve wanted this cock since the second you saw me at the bar.”

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] 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.

“What the hell is a daddy dom?” Glancing around, she shrugs. “What we have isn’t technically a daddy dom thing. The daddy sex thing doesn’t have a thing to do with wanting to fuck your daddy. Sure, some women might be into it. But it’s about how your daddy is the first man who ever loves you unconditionally—supposedly.” Our eyes meet, emphasis on supposedly.

He parted his lips and Toussaint’s thick cum-coated fingers slid in, the warm saltiness of semen flooding his taste buds. “Fuckkk!” Toussaint rasped at the sexiness of the sight. After licking Toussaint’s fingers clean, Jace stood up, cock erect and facing him, then knelt down as ordered. “Take them off,” Toussaint ordered and Jace complied. Toussaint’s humongous cock sprang out like a viper ready to bite. Jace’s jaw dropped at the length and size of it. He’d seen cocks of various sizes but none like THIS. It was at least thicker than his wrist and longer than most.