Novel & Cerita Games Like Mad Father

He chuckled, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her back onto the bed. "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah... you psycho, let me go! You're my father, I'm your daughter! Are you crazy? Help me! Mom, please help me, this bastard's gone insane. Mom! Mom, Mom, help me, Mom, help me..." Emma shrieked for her mother, feeling as if she were about to die. In stark contrast to Emma's mental breakdown and terror, Damien roared with laughter at her pleas for help. He pinned her down again, still laughing.

In the city of Barcelona, inside one of the biggest Mansions in the area, was Mateo. He was angry, angry at the fact that Santiago was able to play a trick on him, he was forced out of Madrid because of him. "You are not going to defeat me Santiago, I'm going to be greater than you. Just wait let me find out who you are, I'm going to make sure that you are taken out of this world. I am the only one who has to be the greatest Mafia of all time."

Maya immediately dragged me over to the racing game and proceeded to absolutely destroy both of us because apparently she was some kind of video game prodigy who'd been competing in tournaments since she was fourteen. "That's not fair," Adrian complained after his third consecutive loss. "You've been practicing this game for years." "Don't be a sore loser," Maya teased and she bumped her shoulder against mine in a gesture of camaraderie. "Besides, Max almost beat me that last round so clearly he's got natural talent." "Or you're just showing off," Adrian muttered but he was smiling. We were in the middle of another round when our father appeared in the doorway and I could see him watching us

"Really?" "Sure," She smiled. "Tiffany and I used to play this game with your father, called French Roulette. We'd each take his dick in our throat five times while he tried his hardest to hold it in. Five times Tiffany, five times me, fives times Tiffany, you get it. Whoever got the come was the winner." "Wow, sounds pretty good." "It was. It was a lot of fun. But your father's a bit rough for me. Tiffany has a much better throat for that sort of thing."

Mouse adds coming inside the room, he open his arms for Liam who goes there running, those two are hitting it up right away, I think they are a perfect match. "You want to allow her to kill zombies?" Adam asks, what's a zombie. "Well, no. But I want her to try different games" daddy says before adding "Say good night moon Mia" "Good night moon" I say not thinking about it, he carries me back toward his room, no I don't want to sleep yet! "No sweep, no no no" I tell daddy refusing to be set down on the bed. "I'm giving you fifteen more minutes, you can play with my phone" daddy says handing me his phone, he got games for me! I start playing with the games forgetting all about Adam and Liam st

"We smelled the scent of blood and found you darting through the trees covered in blood, and followed you to the lake. I gotta hand it to you, Alexus, I thought you were too much of a pussy to take a life." "They say to never judge a book by its cover." "Maybe if you had, then you would've known we were rogues." "It's possible. Did you say a proper goodbye to your father?" "Why do you ask?" I chuckled. "Rogues aren't known to be the smartest, and that was confirmed by your stupid question and that half-baked revenge plan your father came up with." "Don't talk about my father!" Maddie snarled. "Not only is your father a terrible strategist, but he's a liar as well!" I snapped. The angrier she

“Thanks, father! You’re pretty good too, but I think I’m better!” I laughed at his confidence. “You might be right about that.” As we continued playing, I glanced at him every now and then, feeling a strange mix of emotions. The resemblance between us was uncanny, and his calling me father stirred something deep within me. Suddenly, the door of the game room opened, and Matthew barged in. “Father!” Liam dropped the controller and ran to give Matthew a hug, who in return hugged him and kissed his head. “How are you doing, son?” he asked.

And then she ran away, yelling "You can't catch me!" Instead of a date outside, the both of them settled for playing tag and hide n' seek around the house. It was a memorable day for her. Madie learned multiple things about her Daddy too. He liked big meals, but he didn't like dessert. That's why she always eats his portion of cake. She wasn't complaining. He liked answering business calls too, but he'd always say bad words so Madie decided to step out of the room whenever he did. She would feel her ears burning a bit and her cheeks flaming when he says bad words. She didn't mind, but she wasn't used to it either. It was okay, though, because Daddy would always apologize and kiss her forehea

An idea comes to me and I rummage around in the side table next to me then up to check the one on the other end of the couch finding what I was looking for. I turn to Maddie and say, "You feeling lucky punk?" And I hold up my treasure, a deck of playing cards. She smiles and replies, "You're going down, boy. Whatever game you choose I will crush you." "I suggest we add a little clothes to our current wardrobes and play strip poker. Care to get naked with your son Mom?" She giggles and wiggles her eyebrows before replying, "What makes you think 'I' will be the one naked at the end?" "Because I'm more devious than you, even in the face of experience from my MILF Mom." We both laugh, she gets u

I snap a quick picture to post on I*******m later since I haven't posted in a while and decide to head downstairs. I grab my keys and just as I reach the front door to head out, mama stops me, "Y a dónde vas?" (And, where are you going?) I sigh and reply, "Salir con un amigo." My tone had definitely sounded rude and uncalled for, but I am not a child anymore. She does not need to know where I go anytime I leave the house. (Out with a friend.) "Vestida como una zorra?" She snorts, almost identical to a pig. I knew it was coming-I almost smelled it from a mile away, but didn't want to ruin my mood. (Dressed like a slut?)