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Breath ragged against his palm. He slowed. Edged me. Pulled out right when I was about to tip over. I sobbed—quiet, frustrated—hips pushing back chasing him. He pushed back in. Fucked me hard. Fast. “Beg,” he growled. “Please,” I gasped against his hand. “Please, Daddy, don’t stop.” He groaned. Thrust deeper. Fingers rubbing my clit fast. I came again. Hard. Body convulsing. Pussy spasming around him. Wetness soaking the sheets.

Dad inhaled through his nose, slow and sharp. “So… the things he was yelling in the hallway. About you and his—” He cleared his throat. “His… member. You did those things?” “Daddy,” I said quietly, “I’m grown. I’ve done some things. But I never had sex with Crandon.” Crandon laughed. “You never had vaginal or anal sex with me, but oral, well that’s different.” The room froze. My father didn’t think, he just moved. Hand out, across the table, and he smacked the shit out of Crandon before anyone blinked.

Sasha moaned long and low into the pillow. I reached over my daughter and opened a small drawer in my wife's nightstand, taking out the small bottle of lube we kept there. Gently, trying to keep under control, I squirted some of the lube into my baby's tight asshole, and then smeared more of the stuff onto my cock. "Are you ready baby?" I asked. "Yeah. Tell me I've been bad, Daddy. This is what happens to bad girls." "This IS what happens to bad girls, baby. Bad girls who won't take their Daddy's cum their pussy."

He closed the distance between us in two steps, his hands slamming onto the counter on either side of my hips, caging me in. "You know what happens to naughty girls, don't you?" My breath caught at the heat radiating from his body. "No," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "Tell me." "Naughty girls get punished." The words sent a thrill through me, straight to my core. I could feel myself getting wet, my pussy aching for him, for his touch, for his cock. "Then what are you waiting for, Daddy?" I asked, reaching up to touch his face.

“A weak mate would have ruined him.” Crystal blinked. “Grandpa… you’re scary.” Victor huffed—a sound dangerously close to laughter. “So they tell me.” The announcement shook more than the town. It shook the entire Hale legacy. For the first time in decades, Ethan stood before press, investors, and leaders—not to announce profit, but truth. “This is my daughter,” he said, hand resting on Crystal’s shoulder. “This is my mate,” his eyes met Amara’s steadily. “And this is my future.”

"That’s it, Ari! He’s blocked. He’s done. Some of my male friends are coming to the yacht today, and honestly? We need to get you a man. A real one." Mateo’s head snapped up. "What?" "A man, Dad!" Cami said, oblivious to the lethal look in her father’s eyes. "Ariana needs to get over Tyler once and for all. A hot guy, a few drinks on the water, and maybe a midnight swim. Ariana, you’ll be making out with a smoking hot guy tonight, get that in mind. No more crying over exes!"

Daddy and I have an agreement that he will give me all his wealth but no one should know that I'm gay, that's why I'm allowed to marry Trixie because that's also included in our agreement. But there's only one thing I can't do, what I can't do. what I mean is I really don't want to do it because he knows I'm gay and then he wants me to give him a grandchild!? Like what the f**k! Is he crazy, even if I become a man I will never like that girl, I will never be in love with her! Do you like a crazy girl? I do not think so. I'm really sick when I think about what Daddy said. Anyway I don't care what he will say now, it's up to him it's his life, I will never be able to give him his wish to have

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.

, he says as he lets his hand grip my hair in a bun. And with that, he takes total control, bobbing my head up and down and pushing his pulsing length inside my mouth. He continues on until his bulge start to grow even bigger in my mouth. As he takes it out, about to shove it back in, I take the opportunity to talk. With my tears filled eyes and aching jaws, I raise my head to look at him, licking the saliva that has dropped to the side of my face. "Shoot all of your cum here daddy, let me swallow it all."

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