Novel & Cerita Daughter Riding Daddy

He asked, giving a hard spank on her both asscheeks, then on her boobs. She curled her toes. “Ummm…. Ahhh….” She nodded her head in response. He slapped her boobs once again, this time harder than before. “Words, babygirl.” “Yes, daddy.” “What yes?” He twisted her nipples and pulled them harder. “Ahhh…. Daddyyyy…. Ahhh….” Isabella moaned loudly, arching her back. “Yes, daddy, I’ll follow your words.” Oliver squeezed her boobs lightly. “That’s like my good babygirl. Now get your knees near your chest.”

I said and gulped, nanny Minda immediately left while mom looks at me with a deadly stare. "W-Where is your fucking daddy?" Mommy asked me, she was staggering as she walked towards me holding another bottle of expensive wine. "Dad is in Russia, mom," I responded to her and suddenly mommy punched me in the shoulder. "Huh! What is he doing in Russia? That's where he lives with his man? Fuck your daddy! Your father's homosexuality is disgusting!" Mommy shouted and I couldn't help but clenched my fist because of what she said. "He's in Russia for a business mom," I replied but of course she did not believe me.

After Eleanor’s scream, there was silence in the room. Seeing his Auntie-Wife kick his father out of bed, Theo was stunned for a moment, and said a little strangely, “Auntie-Wife, why did you kick Daddy out of bed? In those TV dramas I watched, first the mosquito net gets pulled up, and then the duvet has to be moved about in various ways. Only after the moving is finished can Dad be kicked out of bed.” Too bad he hadn’t seen it.

I traced it lightly with my fingertip, remembering how that anonymous cock had felt slamming into me while he mauled my breasts. I was still staring at the bruise, lost in the memory, when the bedroom door suddenly swung open without a knock. Daddy stepped inside, already speaking. “Sweetheart, have you seen my—” The words died on his lips the instant his eyes landed on me. He froze in the doorway, tall and broad-shouldered in his casual shirt and jeans, staring at his completely naked twenty-three-year-old daughter. His gaze dropped straight to my full, bare breasts and locked onto the dark bruise decorating my left nipple. The air in the room thickened instantly, charged with something raw

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

"I hope that one day, you'll proudly say I'm your mate." "I love you, Daddy. I'll grow up exactly how you want me to." The whole place fell dead silent, and my face went pale in an instant. Those things... I had torn them up long ago. Why were they here now? Everyone in the werewolf pack seemed stunned, and the whispers around me grew louder and clearer. "Layson has already chosen his future Luna Queen, but she still clings to him. How shameless." "She brought out these love letters at Grace's birthday party. Is she trying to provoke her?"

I yelled back, but my voice was shaking. Behind me, my daughter clutched my clothes tightly, her tiny body trembling with fear and shame. "Lying?" Director Lee sneered and gestured at my small, shabby apartment. "Ms. Sanders, don't push your luck. I'm here today to give you a piece of advice. Don’t let us see you near the school again, or..." She paused and shifted her gaze to my daughter, her smile turning icy. "We can’t guarantee that your daughter won’t accidentally fall down the stairs and get hurt."

"Defy me? Poke your pretty nose into my business? I won't entertain it, kitten. You're mine, every shy gasp, every tremble when I fuck you raw. I won't allow anyone, not even your damn mother, to get in the way when I want to bend you over and claim that tight pussy. Be careful with your steps or I'll make sure you regret it. I’ll mark you deeper, until you can't walk without feeling me inside you." Katherine's breath hitched. His words ignited her, the threat laced with erotic promise, her nipples hardening against the lace of her nightdress. "Daddy, I'm sorry," she whispered carefully, her eyes locking on his with naive submission. "I was scared, you looked so angry when she said no and I.

"Daddy is here. It's okay. I got you, little one. No one will harm you." I smile when Maya immediately turns silent. It seems our daughter is playing favorites. She keeps screaming when I pick her up but falls asleep whenever Dior hugs her. "She likes you a lot," I say and beam at my much taller husband. "Maya is daddy's little girl—I can see her turning into a tomboy and helping you out inside the garage. She will be a pro at building cars before she has turned five years old." Dior flashes me a smile, but it falters as quickly as it came. "Why do you think Maya was born without a wolf?"