Daddy Where You Are Novels & Stories

"Good fucking girl. You came for Daddy." "No more Daddy," I whined, pulling myself back with my elbows. Daddy followed me, his lips closing around the throbbing bud, making me see stars. "Fuck," I shuddered. "Poor baby," I let out a shaky breath, managing to catch my breath when he rose to look me in the eyes. His cock pressed against my entrance, once again clouding my already fogged mind. Despite my body screaming for me to stop, my slutty self wanted Daddy to pound me until I lost myself completely. I needed his cock like I needed air to breathe and I loved the desperation that consumed me whenever I think about my daddy's cocks. "Look at you. So perfect," Daddy hummed to himself, cupping

"My baby! My baby where are you my baby" merry starts walking around while singing. "Arghh Shutup, merry." "Arghh what is this nuisance? O girl who told you to drink the alcoholic you idiot" Aaron scold her while grabbing her one shoulder. "Ahh mummy where is daddy?" She hugs aaron. Aaron looks at Merry in shock after hearing her question. "Gosh now what do I know where your father is? But am sure he will be happy anywhere he is because there is no one such a nuisance like you"

Apart from his secretary, how could the other subordinates of his know where he was? Thinking of this, Brycen sighed soundlessly and said, "He left at a really bad time. My sister is in such big trouble, but the busy bee is hard to find! Yes, I have to call him and ask where he is." As he spoke, he took out his phone and called Sean. The three kids immediately came over to listen! This was such a critical moment. They had to find Daddy as soon as possible! "Where have you gone, Daddy?" "Daddy, do you know Mommy is in trouble?"

I knew at that moment I belong to my Daddy. “I feel you trying to hold back, baby, but you’re not going to. Not while your Daddy is fucking your pussy and finger-fucking your ass, getting it ready for later. You’ve got the best hottest pussy, baby girl. Give it to Daddy and squirt all over my cock. Daddy is fucking your pussy so hard you little slut.”

I kept my hands on Daddy's chest as I quickly bounced on top of him. His big c0ck is pierced in my center, and I ride him like a cowgirl. He squeezed my breasts and played with my n1pples. Daddy and I returned home earlier and found that Mommy was not there. We don't know where she went. Her things are still here. So we're making the most of it today while she's gone. Then I have school, and he will start his long shift at the hospital tomorrow.

Are you available? "I'm just at home. Where? Is this a date?" Daddy Maddox: It’s a secret. I’ll pick you up later. "Huh? No need. "I'm going to Meli's later. Pick me up there, okay?" Daddy Maddox: Sure, it’ll be my pleasure. "You know, I suddenly feel dizzy. Huhu." Daddy Maddox: What? Why? What happened? Pfft. Why didn’t he just finish the sentence?

My lips were trembling as I sight Daddy weary looked at me. As I climbed, my tears flowed. I glanced at the door to fully seeked for my Mom but she wasn't there. "Dad, where's Mom?" my voice drowned there. "Why are we here? I'm not sick, lets go!" I try. Daddy eyes were swollen watching me. He's like he aged so much. My eyes widened there. He walked as he leveled his gaze on me. He seemed to be having a hard time there. I looked around as I noticed the door open. I thought it was Mom but I got wrong. The pain passed through my eyes as I watched Tita. They were in tears as they called Daddy.

“My boy, my boy.” He places his little hands on either side of my face. “Don’t cry, Daddy. Be happy!” “I am, son. I love you so much. These are just happy Daddy tears, ok?” “Okay.” He looks around. “Where’s Mommy?” “She’s waiting for you at home. She can’t wait to see you.” I glance over at the man I assume to be Grayson Bennet. “Hey, Poppy Vic is in the car and he can’t wait to see you.”

As he speaks, Grant starts to look around as if the man in question will appear out of nowhere and when he doesn’t, a look of concern forms on his handsome face. “Where is grandfather?” He asks, his gaze resting on his father. “Is he inside?” “He is,” his father responds, though he looks a bit uneasy. “There’s actually something I need to tell you.” “Then say it,” Grant snaps, turning and leading us toward the mansion. “You can speak while we move.” “Grant,” his father calls at his retreating form. “Where do you think you’re going?” “To see grandfather.”