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I replied causing his jaw to tighten in rage because maybe I had trampled his pride when I refused his indecent offer to me. I take a deep breath when a few seconds later and the old man is still standing in front of me and by the look of it, it seems that he doesn't have any plans of leaving me the fuck alone. "Aw, I know this tactic, bitch! You're acting like you're not interested in my offer but the truth is you're just trying me if I can raise the set price. Don't worry, money is never a problem. Do you want two million or maybe three million? I can give you that but you need to earn those millions. How about being my little filthy boy for a month?" The old man said and smiles at me whic

Charlotte's POV The moment my fingers touched my cheek, tears started rolling down. In my last life, even if I caused big trouble, Layson would just pat my head and pretend to scold me. But now, he had actually slapped me. My werewolf blood gave me faster regenerative powers than most humans, but it didn't ease the pain on my face. This wasn't just physical pain—it felt like a blade striking at my soul. That night, when I went back to my room, I got word that my documents were ready. I called my father. "Dad, could you book me a train ticket for tomorrow night? I want to leave as soon as possible."

His eyes never left mine. I wanted to run. I wanted to hide. But the sound of my dad's struggle on the phone was still ringing in my ears. I forced myself to stand up straight, to push down the tears that were threatening to fall. I couldn't let Geneva see me cry. I couldn't let Dante see me break over something so stupid when my dad could be hurt or worse. I took a shaky breath and walked toward them, my naked body feeling more exposed than ever before. "Dante," I said, my voice surprisingly steady. "I need to talk to you. It's an emergency." Geneva laughed, a harsh, ugly sound. "Can't you see we're busy, you little tramp? Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of." Dante's face hardened.

" He corrected the kid. The little boy blinked his huge eyes. " Then what should I call you?" " You should call me daddy." With a deep voice, avoid of any doubt, he answered. The little boy widened his eyes. A pair of huge eyes stared fixedly at Gong Yexiao. Which were filled with pleasant surprise. " You're my daddy? You're really my daddy?" Gong Yexiao returned the little boy's stare with a deep, penetrating look of his own and replied with absolute certainly. " Yes, I'm your father and you're my son."

One of his big hands slid under my skirt and cupped my bare, soaked pussy. Two thick fingers pushed inside me without warning, curling against my G-spot. I cried out, hips jerking forward. “Fuck, she’s drenched,” Daddy announced to the others. “This hole has been aching for family cock for years. Boys, girls—strip. Let your sister see what she’s earned.”

A big smile spread on my lips. "Oh, Daddy, I am going to be such a huge p**n star!" I squealed. "Lord have mercy on my sinful daughter," he groaned, staring up at the sky. "Is that a drone up there?" * * * Yes, it is a drone. My parents made sure to capture the whole thing. 'Daughter ambushes her Preacher Daddy's' becomes the best-selling amateur p**n since 'Mother & Son Glory Hole Mix-Up'!

one regular typed. But I only had eyes for him. DaddyD. The username that had been tipping me stupid money for the last three months. Tonight he’d already dropped two grand, and the private show had barely started. My fingers trembled as I typed back, voice soft and breathy for the camera. “You like what you see, Daddy?” His reply popped up instantly, bold and commanding like always: DaddyD: I want you to ride that pillow like it’s my cock. Slow. Show me how desperate you’d get for me.

A smirk of satisfaction formed on his lips, then with one more act, he pulled his finger out, then slammed it right back into my pussy. “Arghhhhhhhh!!!” I screamed, with tears rolling out of my eyes while I tried so fucking hard to loosen myself from the ropes. “Cum for me…” He said in a sweet tone. “Fucking cum on my fingers while I let you have the fucking taste of your sweet self. Cum…” My skin prickled, and my back arched completely, but just as I was going to cum, a loud knock suddenly filled the air, and a voice followed. “Hey… Dad, we are not done talking about the setup.”

I get two fingers inside her and she starts riding them like the most erotic cowgirl I’ve ever seen. It’s too much—I’m getting lightheaded from need. “You know what happens when you’re naughty, baby?” I wiggle my fingers inside her but I can’t quite reach her G-spot. “What?” she breathes. “You take your daddy’s big cock. Are you ready for it?” “Yes.” She rocks over my fingers. “Yes, Daddy,” I correct her. I don’t know why I’m getting into being her daddy so much, but I am. “Yes, Daddy.”

He slaps my ass and plays with my clit while his cock strikes my G-spot again and again. “Oh, it feels so good,” I gasped. “Come again for me, Avery. Come all over Daddy’s cock,” he rumbles.