Novel & Cerita Daddy's Desire Images

A breath shuddered out of me as he dragged his tongue around my areola before they landed on my nipples. "Hmm," my fingers clawed at his back as desire assaulted me. He pinched at my other nipple, rolling it in his hands, plucking and pinching till I was begging him, rolling my hips into him desperately, "Please, please." "Please what?" "Please daddy." "What do you want daddy to do for you?" He purred, "Want daddy to touch your pussy for you? Or do you want daddy to fill you up with his big cock?" "Nghhh," I groaned, "please, daddy, just make me cum."

Be it even merely a sexual partner or a fuck buddy. Daddy, I love you. I know you are not ready to accept me in place of my mother, but that makes me more attracted to you, and doesn't it make it more appropriate for me to hook on to you than anyone else. A trusted loyal husband. A benevolent father. A man whom women desire. But I was doing all the waiting when you were pushing me away from yourself. But never once did I regret my crazy adventures of wooing you. I kept trying and you kept making me want you more and more every damn day, to the point that I'm now a sexually deprived, daddy addicted, baby girl.

“So I’m just your dirty little secret? Your stepdaughter fuck toy you keep hidden while you build a normal life with her?” Daddy’s grip tightened on my face, forcing me to look at him again. His eyes were dark, intense, almost angry. “Don’t twist this, Ava,” he growled. “You think I want a normal life? You think I want to come home to a respectable wife who spreads her legs once a week and calls it making love?” He stepped closer, pressing his still-hard cock against my soaked pussy. “I want you,” he said fiercely. “I want the girl who screams ‘Daddy’ when I fuck her ass. I want the girl who gets wet when I edge her in public. I want the girl who wears my collar and begs to be used like a to

I needed him to ruin me, to claim me, to turn his innocent little stepdaughter into his personal cumslut. “Come here,” Daddy growled, grabbing my hand and pulling me up. He laid back on the bed, spreading his legs, his eyes dark with hunger. “You want Daddy’s cock, right?” I nodded frantically, almost desperately. It felt like if I didn’t answer fast enough, he might take it all away. I’d die if he stopped now. I’d been fantasizing about this for months — I couldn’t wait another second. “Use your words, baby girl,” he growled, voice low and dangerous.

“Put that huge dick inside me, daddy.” “Is that what you want?” I nod as best I can in my wooden restraints. “Yes, daddy. I want you to fuck me like your little slut. Fuck me and punish me.” My words are my own, but my desire is a mix of my own and daddy's dick. We both want the same thing, and the sensation is so overwhelming that even I want to treat myself like a piece of meat. Daddy's arousal is so strong it makes my cunt burn and flush with juices. I bend my back, my ass bucking, my pussy turning up and calling for daddy to fill it up.

"Yes, Daddy." "There's my greedy little slut," Daddy growled, pulling back. I whimpered, reaching for him, the fire too intense to ignore. I needed him so badly. "Easy, tigress, I'm just getting rid of this," he said, taking off his light blue shirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted body. Shimmying around to pull the pants off of his legs, he lay back down. I pulled him down to me, my body heating up from the need and raw desire to have him fill me up. "Please, I need you..."

I want her in the many ways a man would want a woman—Her supple breasts melting away in my mouth like candy, our bodies rocking together in synchrony as I pound her cunt good till she screams my name. Naughty thoughts start to fill my head, a rush of desire rush through me. She has to be mine, only mine.

She tried to pull his hand away, but his strength was miles beyond hers. "Daddy... let go, it really hurts..." she whimpered, her eyes welling up from the stinging pain. "You’re the one who asked for it, aren't you?" Revan hissed. His gaze dropped to her heaving chest before snapping back to her eyes. "Don’t ever play with fire if you aren't ready to get burned. You think I’m like those idiots your mother married before? I could break you in a heartbeat without even blinking." He held that crushing grip for several long, agonizing seconds. It felt like he was channeling every bit of frustration and lust he’d been holding back since last night directly into her skin. Once he saw the genuine f

"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.

He replied and she nodded. She wanted to ask him a question but she felt intimidated, she didn't notice how handsome he looked at first. He has brown eyes which look like the colour of earth kissed by spring rain. He is cute but different from all others. He is handsome, not perhaps in the conventional sense, but he had that appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd. His dark hair really made him look so attractive. Still speaking of his brown eyes they were deep and expressive, where you could get lost if you stare long enough. His face had that faraway look in it, which cannot be described in words, his basalt jaw and Spartan shoulders spoke of strength and made him look so do