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The sound of her soft moan made her dick harder, and a wave of pleasure rushed through him. His hardness is growing, and the way it is pressing on Amira's v-area made her yearn more than the kiss. It is driving her mind crazy, and she's crazily wet down there. She doesn't care if what they are doing is wrong, but this is beyond her control. Abruptly she moved her hand and touched his hardened dick.

he revealed his little secret, more detailed, then corrected it slowly, "The only one girl...that I can touch in my life." His words hung in the air between them, heavy and complicated. Izzy didn’t know what to say or what to think. Did she hear him correctly??? He cannot touch any girl!! Except her?? So was that all true!! He can't touch a woman! Except for her!! How is that even possible? And why?? She repeated it in her mind recalling everything that had happened earlier in the past.

I jerked still raw from the orgasm. “Shh. Just feel it.” He soothed. His fingers slipped under the fabric, found my entrance pushed two inside. Curled. Stroked my clit with his thumb. I moaned into his mouth quietly, turned on.”Like that Daddy.” He pumped at a slow lazy. Let me feel every ridge of his knuckles. “You’re going to keep Daddy’s rules tonight,” he whispered. “No touching yourself. No coming without permission. Wear this wet thong to bed. Think about how hard Daddy got watching you try to stay quiet.”

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

I said, finally. He scoffed, slid in the third finger, and increased his speed. “Come on! Cum for daddy,” he urged. In a few seconds, I felt my walls crumbling as my body shook from my orgasm. He pulled out his fingers and licked them while staring me in the eyes. Then he locked his lips on mine. So I could have a taste of my juice. I could feel his cock on my belly. Long, and hard. It poked at my belly button. He pulled out of our kiss, slapped my ass cheek gently, and said. “Now make daddy feel good."

He pushes the fingers in, two at a time and begins to pump them in and out, each thrust is deep and pressing on to my walls. I moan out loud accidentally and we both freeze, we are scared of being caught like this, but daddy keeps moving those fingers between my legs. There is a slick sound that comes as he fucks those thick fingers inside of my pussy, he groans and I bring my hand down to his front to cup his hardness through his pants. “Baby girl, you don't have to…fuck…” he curses softly as I squeeze on his cock, copying what he did on my pussy just minutes ago, “daddy, want to touch it” I whisper and he nods.

“Oh, yes. The tension. The forbidden desires. The danger. Mary, I swear, if this isn’t a soap opera, I don’t know what is.” I pressed my palms to my face, overwhelmed. My heart raced, my pulse thundering. The revelation was more than I could comprehend. My father’s best friend. My stepbrother. My sister’s mate. All tied together in ways I hadn’t imagined. All pulling me, all dangerous, all forbidden. I wanted to run. I wanted to hide. I wanted to surrender. And yet, I couldn’t. Not really. Desire, forbidden and consuming, had me in its grip.

“Yes, daddy….I thought about you ruining this stubborn hole of mine like this, so badly I touched myself and screamed your name, I'm so hungry for daddy’s cock..” A cunt wrecking thrust has me jerking forward, my huge tits slam against the island, breathe escapes my lungs for a minute. I can't help the dirty moan that tears out of me. Daddy fucks me really good. My pussy drips more wetness. A tingling sensation makes my breath shudder. I love my father’s best friend's forbidden fat cock. I wonder what daddy will say if he sees his friend fucking His slutty daughter like this. The idea should scare me, instead, a naughty smile curls at my lips.

Then Kelvin lifts his hand slowly, giving me every chance to stop him, every chance to step back, every chance to remember all the reasons this is wrong, but I stay exactly where I am as his fingers brush lightly against my cheek. The touch is gentle and careful. Like something precious, like something forbidden. My breath catches. Kelvin's gaze drops briefly to my mouth before returning to my eyes, and the look there almost destroys whatever self-control I have left. Neither of us says anything. Words stopped helping a long time ago. His hand remains against my face while my heart pounds so hard I'm sure he can hear it, and when he slowly leans closer, I don't pull away. I can't and I don't

Damien pulled me onto his lap on the wide leather couch, my back against his chest. “Today we start slow,” he murmured against my ear. “I want you to get used to my rules.” “Rules?” My voice came out breathier than I intended. His hand slid under the robe, resting possessively on my bare stomach. “When we’re alone, you call me Daddy. You ask permission before you touch yourself. And you don’t hide how you feel from me.” I shivered. The word “Daddy” felt dirty and perfect on my tongue. I hadn’t said it out loud yet, but the way my body reacted told him everything.