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He sits close, touching his body to mine, and I feel we are rubbing against each other in this spacious car. He placed his hand on my thigh, and I brushed it away. "Are you embarrassed?" Henry teased. "No." "I understand that you're inexperienced, Daphne. Or you still can't get over your asshole lover rotting in prison?" Henry's question made me realize that he had gotten information about me from my father. I was so upset and angry that I could only growl.

Ogling your best friend's dad is also a sin, Isadora. Slowly, he raised his head, piercing green eyes fixed on me as he pushed the glass door open. My eyes widened. I had been caught. I swallowed the lump in my throat, racking my head for an excuse when he spoke. "See something you like?" A grin spread on his beautiful cheeks; then and there, I knew that I would have sex with my best friend's father before the holidays were over.

He asked, furrowing his brows. I smirked recalling how he had looked at me earlier when I licked my finger. I didn’t know much about Carl, we have been five years apart, but I had heard a little conversation when I was twelve, my father had advised him to settle down with someone rather than fooling around with multiple ladies. I didn’t know the full meaning of what it meant then, but seeing him with Nora earlier, how he kissed her, it made me wet, it made me want to feel every bit of his touch, even if it was just for a day.

“Daddy’s going to teach you how to please that greedy cunt of yours. I’m going to spoil you rotten—make you cum so hard you forget your own name.” He guided me to the couch, positioning me on my back first, legs spread wide in missionary. The vibrator hummed against my clit as he slid his cock into me slowly, inch by torturous inch, filling me to the brim. “That’s it, take Daddy’s fat cock,” he praised, thrusting deep and steady, the vibe pressing just right to make stars burst behind my eyes. My walls clenched around him, milking his length as he rocked into me, our bodies slapping together in a filthy rhythm.

After several long, torturous minutes of worshipping my breasts, Fred pulled back, his eyes dark with need. He spun me around forcefully and bent me over the edge of his heavy wooden desk. "Now this is what Daddies do to a bad bitch." The cool surface pressed against my bare tits as he shoved my dress up over my wide, curvy hips, completely exposing my thick ass and the tiny soaked red thong that barely covered anything. “Spread your legs for daddy?" he ordered softly but firmly, his hand stroking the curve of my ass. I obeyed instantly, parting my thick thighs wider and arching my back to push my ass toward him.

We stayed joined against the counter until our breathing slowed, and then he eased out, and the warm slide of his come leaking onto the tile made my stomach tighten with filthy satisfaction. That same night, after my mother had returned and gone to bed, he came to my room again in the dark. The visit was quieter and more desperate, the risk of her waking only a few doors away making every thrust sharper. He pushed into me from behind while I stayed on my side and the slow deep strokes built until I came with my face pressed into the pillow to muffle the sounds. He filled me again and then stayed inside me until his cock softened, and only then did he ease out and leave me with the evidence o

My legs trembled, my hips pushing forward as I groaned through the ejaculating effect. Jake pulled my cock out of his mouth, swallowing it all in one go before rising to his feet. He claimed my lips in an instant and we resumed ravishing each other's lips while my tip still tingled from release. I broke the kiss, cupping Jake's face on either side, “teach me more.” “Naughty boy. Do you really want more lessons?” He asked, placing a hand on my ass. I nodded, heat pooling under my skin like I'd not come just a few seconds ago.

I tell her, and she hesitates just a moment before she obeys, sitting herself so sweetly on the edge with her thighs still open wide. “Daddy’s going to put a baby in his little girl’s belly,” I say, and her eyes widen. “Daddy’s going to fill you up with his cum until you’re growing a little baby girl of your own.” Her arms are waiting for me as I get to my feet and stand tall above her. They wrap tight around my hips, her soft lips pressing to my balls and pinning my cock high against my stomach. “Fill me up, Daddy,” she whimpers, her voice muffled by my flesh as she sucks and slavers.

Adam followed up with a barrage of voice messages. "Everyone, take a look. Kyrie is acting like Sarah's dog again. He is just a boy with no backbone at all, kneeling the moment he sees a girl." Several parents quickly chimed in below. "Oh my. He is only five and already such a shameless suck-up. Did he learn this from his dad?" Another laughed and said, "You had better watch what you say. What if his sugar mommy comes after you?" "This kind of boy is going to grow up to be a freeloader for sure."

why daddy? 'That's because you’re so fucking hot,' he said, lifting his head, eyes locked on hers. 'I'm gonna make you feel every bit of how perfect you are.' He sucked her clit hard, two fingers thrusting into her, curling to stroke her g-spot. She bucked, tears spilling over. Daddy! I'm... I'm coming!' she cried, pussy clenching around his fingers, juices soaking his hand. He lapped it all up, murmuring, 'That's it, come for me. Let it all out for daddy.'