Friday Night Funkin Daddy Dearest Novels & Stories

- Did you buy that shit? - Of course. Guess what? “Dad” died. - She smiled. - "Dad" real, or daddy fake? I asked, frowning. - Real daddy. That's why I'm leaving... Should I open a sparkling wine to celebrate, like you did when Jardel kicked off? – she looked at me. - I think we can leave the sparkling wine for fake daddy. It even deserves a sparkling bath in Babylon. - I suggested . - Good idea, Baby. When this one is gone I'll even pay for his funeral. To be able to make a fraud and have the body thrown in a mass grave.

"Fuck, Daddy, you're so good, please." "Mmm, baby girl, tell me what you want. Daddy loves you so much. Tell me." "I need your cum inside me, please, Daddy. I love you." "That's my girl. Beg Daddy for his cum. Daddy loves hearing you beg for him." "Please, my pussy's hungry for Daddy's cum. I'm your only cum bucket." "Shit, baby, that's it. Oh, God, Daddy's going to come so hard for you. Are you close to coming for Daddy, kitten?"

I put it to my ear, and I stilled. “Dear ex daughter of mine, I have the betrayer in my grasp, finally. I never knew I had a whore for a daughter. You're just like me, sleeping with my business partner. I have him here. If you want to ever see him again, come to dearest daddy.”

Her pussy clenched at the forbidden act, wetness soaking her panties as daddy started sucking a nipple into his mouth. "Daddy, are you sure mom said this is okay?" Tracy dared to squeak out, her voice breaking on the word mom as Dean mauled both tits now, alternating between brutal sucks on each nipple. "Are you questioning your daddy, you little whore?" Dean spat out, the knife now between his fingers, a dangerous afterthought poking into the air as his obsession with Tracy's tits grew. "No, daddy. Of course not," Tracy answered timidly, purring softly as her head fell back, daddy's unabashed attentions making her reach between her legs. "It's just that, daddies and daughters don't —" she s

His eyes were locked on Draven and Kael, and before I could react, he lunged forward, his fist connecting with Draven's jaw. "Dad, no!" I screamed, my heart lurching as Draven stumbled back, hitting the floor. My father didn't stop. He pounced on Draven, his fists raining down on him as he roared in fury. "You bastards! You took advantage of my daughter!" "Stop!" I cried, rushing forward, but Kael moved to intervene, trying to pull my father off Draven. My father turned on him instantly, his fist slamming into Kael's face as he screamed. "You're supposed to be my friends! How could you do this to her?!"

She pressed my head tightly against her mounds as I flipped my tongue on her hard nipple. “This is what you wanted, hun?” “Yes, baby,” she moaned. “This is what you’ve been looking for, hun?” I whispered, tugging her nipples with my teeth. “Oh, fuck! Yes, Daddy,” she cried. “Call me daddy again.” “Daddy,” she moaned, arching her back closer, her body pleading for more. “I miss you so much, baby. I don’t want you to stop, please.” “Hmmm,” I groaned as I planted kisses on her stomach until I reached her entrance, flipping my tongue on her clit.

She was going to fucking cum. The realization came to her like shame, completely breaking the last of her sanity. Her pussy was curled firmly around Ryker's meat, aching for the full length. Her lips parted, and her broken sob came out openly. “Oh daddies! I am your slut and I… I don't fucking care...” she sobbed openly, completely abandoning her dignity under their heavy gazes. “I’m your slut... I’m Daddy's slut! Please, Ryker, just bury it in! Fuck me all the way! Damian, please... fuck me too… please…” She groaned, looking at all three brothers, pleading with her mouth, breasts, eyes, and pussy.

I was the PREDATOR, and she was my PREY. Father wants us to have her sexually, and I'm pleased with that even though I'm still against the matrimony pact. “…I and my son wanna have you, you will be our nooky PLAYTHING and nothing else!" My father asserted, his face stern and indifferent. It was a bolt out of the blue for Gabrielle as she widely gasped, shrinking!

He said, feeding me more fruits. “Now rest and if you want, there is a play zone room on the first floor,” Daddy said once our breakfast finished. “I want to sleep…” I yawned. “I will play with duke…” She said running with the duke. “She is the best daughter,” I said, leaning to him, and he scooped me in his arms. “And I have the best wife,” Daddy said "Fiancée”, I teased. “Don't tease me baby if you would rather not look fatty in your wedding pictures” He smirked, and I chuckled.

"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?"