Romans & histoires Daddy Punishment

the shocked fifty-one-year-old father asked, furiously. "You're not supposed to be home, already, daddy," she complained as she lay there, ravaged, bruised and filled with cum. "So, what present do you have for me, daddy?" she asked, biting her lip and batting him with her cum-stained lashes. "That twerk video," he said, lifting up his fat belly to unclasp his belt and staring at her thiccness with wild, beastly eyes, "was fucking evil!" Cassy wiggled her big ass, winking at him as his eyes stared hungrily over her hot body. "I know. So, how are you going to punish me, daddy?" she asked, prodding the beast in him.

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!

"Yes... Feels good, daddy" "Now, what do naughty girls get?" I pulled away from her pussy and spanked her ass before spreading her ass cheeks. Taking her anal cherry on her birthday is the best way to go. "Naughty girls... get... get punished, daddy." "Good thing you know" I smacked her ass cheeks harder and she cried out. "Ah!" "Why is daddy punishing you?" "Because I was a naughty girl, sucking daddy's cock while he had business going on..." "Are you going to be good for daddy?" I spanked both ass cheeks in quick succession.

"You disgrace! I'm not dead yet, so why are you fooling around with men like this? You're a disgrace to our entire family!" Joyce held her face in disbelief. "Why did you hit me, Dad? Henry's the one who…" "Shut up!" Another slap. "I tolerated your nonsense because I thought you'd know when to reel it in! I didn't expect you to be such a fool!" Joyce stood there, stunned and in disbelief. Joyce's father glanced at me. Seeing that my expression hadn't changed, he clearly understood that I wasn't satisfied yet. He turned back and kicked Joyce sharply.

This was too much , I was feeling such immense pleasure that I hadn’t felt before . I felt him whip me again, this time harder than the first time . I cried out in pleasure holding on to the chains . That didn’t stop him , he gave me a few more strokes while I stood there crying in pains and pleasure . “Uncle pls “ I begged desperately trying to free myself from the chains . I was soaked and wet and I wanted him so bad , I didn’t want to be whipped like a skirt , I wanted to be fucking , I wanted his dick in my pussyhome .

“It felt dirty… but nice… I couldn’t stop.” “You don’t have to stop. We can play that game forever, Laine. You can be my dirty little girl forever.” “Forever…” Dainty fingers reach out and stroke my hand on the gearstick. “Daddy’s going to make you his, Laine. Daddy’s going to fuck you, and love you, and punish you when you’re bad. Daddy will take care of you, sweetheart. I’ll make it feel so nice when you’re good, and make it hurt so bad when you’re not. That’s what you need, Laine. Love and discipline.

He says. "Fuck father figure and fuck my best friend!" I swear as I bite my quivering lips and try not to appear hurt by his words, so I reach to his waist and in one tug pull down his shorts. If he won't take it the soft way, then I'll do it my way. "You will have to fuck me to make me obey you, daddy", I say as my hand strokes his length. "Stella!" His tone is sharp but his resolution sinks for a moment.

She quickly put the toothbrush and cup into the cart. A few minutes later. "Mister Daddy, can I buy this yellow ducky towel?" "No, put it back!" "Please!" "Only this time! There will be no next time!" "Yay! You're the best!" "Mister Daddy, can I buy this pair of Starry Lou sandals?" "No! Put them down!" "Please, pretty please!" "Only this time…" "Mister Daddy, can I buy a bouquet of flowers?" "No…" "Please!"

he asks. “Yes, daddy. I am ready. Spank me good,” I say. Daddy smacks my bare bottom. He is still pressing his cock against me. He pushes himself so close I can feel his hard cock trying to find its way into my juicy hot hole. He smacks my bottom again. “Such a good little taking her punishment,” he says. “Yes, daddy. I have to learn to be good. Keep spanking me,” I say. This excites my daddy. He presses his hard tip just inside me. I can feel the head of his cock trying to get further into me. He smacks me again. “Thank you, daddy,” I say to him.

Gael Slater: Freddy Frugal is upping my allowance? Lucian rolls his eyes and tousles the boy's hair, earning a groan of protest. Lucian Slater: I think what you mean to say is; 'Thank you, pop. That was so generous. You are the best daddy in the world'. Gael raises an eyebrow as he glances up at Lucian. Completely against the suggestion. Lucian Slater: Twelve dollars. Gael's eyes pop open. Gael Slater: You're the best father in the world, and I love you more than I love your sloppy joes.