Novel & Cerita Daddys Property

She wanted to taste him so bad her mouth was practically watering. "Can I taste it, daddy?" Roe asked, her voice thick and trembling, practically drooling as her eyes remained glued to his heavy length. Elijah let out a low, gravelly chuckle, his dark gaze locked onto her ruined, begging expression. "Say no more... Daddy's cock is all yours tonight." He stepped away from the side of the table and walked with slow, deliberate strides until he stood directly at the head of the mahogany desk, towering right above her.

Dominant Daddy (5) EMMA I went back home after my Father-in-law dealt with my pussy in the sweetest way ever how his son had never done. I woke up the next morning with a heavy heart, my body still sore from everything Daniel did to me in his dark pleasure room.

Danna will never change, she will always be the drama queen of all times. He cupped her chin” sweetie, the company is not on your name. Everything is under Jared’s name. Then he added” now that I have new additions to the family, they will have a share of the other properties. As for you my dear, you have your husband who you love so dearly , he can leave you everything , right family?”

my father explains, “you don’t pay for anything. It has servants, meals, cleaning, it’s all handled. If you wanna live at the estate you can.” I shake my head immediately. “No. I don’t want that.” My mother laughs. “A woman after my own heart.” When my father asks if I want to see another property, I smile. “No. This is it.” Daisy’s POV Daisy is furious. Out of the loop and stewing, she goes to the L.A. precinct to check on the man she set up to complete the abduction. He doesn’t have real priors, just a few drug charges, so the judge grants bail.

They owned the house on the street and a few properties elsewhere. The Crawfords bought the land for Power Fitness. Dave, Quinn’s father, planned to leave the family home to the firstborn son as his son could take over managing the gym. The other properties would be split between his youngest and Quinn. If Dave could make enough money for another property, he would buy another piece of land and build his own house. That way, he would have more properties to share among his children and benefit from the rental income. The Crawfords’ house was wider than the neighbors'.

“Don’t you worry about that.” He does make it count. Hard and deep as I groan around Cain’s thick dick, listening to all his dirty words as he tells me what a good girl I am for my daddies and how they’re gonna make such good daddies for real. And they will. They’ll be the best daddies in the world. I’m just glad I have them as my dirty daddies for a little while longer first.

I collected the phone excitedly and spoke to my dad but I could hear his excitement over the phone. “I have good news, Alyssa.” “What’s that, Dad?” “The war is finally over, it’s all finally under control.” He said excitedly. I sighed in both relief and excitement till he added, “You can come home now.”

AIDEN "Daddy!" Mila practically flew across the room the moment she spotted me, crashing into me with the same enthusiasm she had at ten years of age. I wrapped my arms around her tightly, lifting her slightly off the ground for a second just like I used to. "I missed you so much, daddy," she mumbled into my chest, squeezing me harder. "I missed you more, sweetheart," I kissed the top of her head, inhaling that familiar scent of her strawberry shampoo. "Paris clearly agrees with you. You're practically glowing... that is the word you young people use, right? You look incredible."

Only me did. "Yes Daddy. You are the first person that would ever touch those hard tits" I said, my words in between moans. "You are surely one good little slut" He spanked my ass, tossed me from his laps into the bed. "I'd just pay your manager extra. I have to fuck your pussy until you cum" He said, his hands coming in contact with my panties. He looked up at me with a smirk, "Already wet for Daddy, huh?" Just as I was about to give a response, a ringing cell interrupted the moment. Daddy groaned and went to pick it up, his face twitching with a frown when he dropped the call.

He licked it, growled against my skin. "My little rent slut," he said, thrusting harder now—faster, deeper, the couch creaking under the force. "Daddy’s property now. This pussy belongs to me." The words made my clit throb. I hated how my hips lifted to meet his thrusts, how my pussy gushed around him with every degrading name. His hand left my throat briefly—air rushing in sweet and cool—and slid down between us. His fingers found my clit—rough, calloused pads rubbing hard, no gentleness. The pressure was too much—circles that ground down, making sparks shoot up my spine.