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"Uh!" He kept thrusting in and out spreading my legs wider. "Uh.." "You feel so good" He thrusted deeper. Harder. Deeper. Faster. He wrapped his hands with mine, giving me hard strokes. Oh God! "Fuck!" "East...." "Who's your daddy?" "Y....you" "Say it" "You" "Call me that" "Daddy" "Fuck!" He bring my legs up, placing them on his shoulders as he gave me hard and fast strokes.

"Daddy, it's yours, it's always yours..." "Good girl." He pulls his fingers out and lines himself up and pushes inside me from behind in one long devastating stroke and I scream into the pillow and he doesn't stop, doesn't let me adjust, just starts fucking me deep and hard and relentless and I take every single inch and push back for more. "Yes!" I grab the headboard. "Yes, Daddy, fuck me harder, please..." "You want harder?" He grabs my hips and drives in so deep I feel him in my stomach and I cry out. "Like that?"

"Harder... harder... please..." "Beg louder," he commanded, his movements becoming more violent and desperate. "Tell me you're just a hole for me to ruin. Tell me you want me to use you until you're nothing." "Use me!" I screamed, the world blurring. "Ruin me, Daddy. Ruin me for anyone else... please!" "Good girl. You're made for my cock, baby." The slapping of skin against skin was going faster and louder. "Fuck! Oh fuck! Oh Daddy, I'm almost there!" I screamed and I felt his hold on my throat tightened until I couldn't breathe.

Harder. “Please make me cum,” I muttered as tears prickled down my cheek. “Not yet bunny,” he said, and pushed his thick thumb inside my ass hole, fingering it softly. “Fucckkkkkk,” I screamed, my body gave up, my legs trembled, my toes curled as I felt my orgasm rush in. “No, I can't hold it, please let me finish.” I cried, pleading but he ignored me. He was about to talk when a knock came on the door. “Fiona, are you alright?” Dad's voice sounded behind the door. He didn’t stop, he kept fucking me harder and took off the tie in my mouth.

He pinned them to the mattress on either side of her hips, his grip firm and unyielding. "When Daddy is on your body," he growled, his eyes blazing up at her from between her thighs, "you need to learn that every single action of yours must be with permission." His voice dropped even lower, becoming something dark and dangerous and devastatingly arousing. "Do you understand me, you naughty, cock-loving slut?" The words were followed by a sharp spank directly to her pussy, making her back arch off the mattress. "Fuck! Y... yes! Yes, daddy!" Anny cried out, her fingers gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles went white.

Memories of the way he brought me to orgasm last night stoke the flames that are already smoldering for him. “Yeah, I’m going to be spanking this ass nightly,” he mutters just before his hand crashes down right in the center of my ass. I yelp. “Are you going to spank that hard?” He chuckles. “Depends, bambina. Are you going to be a good girl for Daddy?” I moan and roll my hips on his lap. He slaps me again and I yelp. “Yes, Daddy.” “That’s what I want to hear.” But he starts up a rhythm, spanking me much harder than I think he should for a little slap and tickle before sex.

Dear Daddy Introduction: HE: a divorcee and has a son, who's in love with her.... SHE: young with some struggles in life and in a relationship with his son... But what will happen when the father of the son starts to show affection for her as well, who will she choose? Stay with the son or with Daddy!? Follow the love, passion, desire and heartbreak and drama of Sarah, Liam and his father Riley *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#*

The small cut at the corner of her mouth from earlier tore wider under the blow, blood trickling down. “You filthy whore, do you have no shame? Or are you so crazed for men you can’t help yourself? You already have a boyfriend, yet you still want to seduce your father? That’s my husband and your father! How could you! You truly are nothing but a slut.”

“I did not get my daily allowance the day before yesterday and yesterday, why is that so?” I let the bitter tears fall as I curled myself into a ball on the floor. I knew that Connor had withdrawn it immediately, and my drunkard of a father would try to squeeze it from me. “Connor and I…” I struggled to say. “We are no longer… together…” I breathed out the words in pain–both from the slap and Connor's betrayal. “Well, that's not my problem.” My father retorted almost immediately. “I need my money! My money is the problem! My daily allowance is the problem!”

At this moment, there was nothing but us and the pleasure we both sought. "Harder," I moaned against his lips. "Please, Daddy, fuck me harder." I was near, so damn near to my release. Obliging, he slammed into me so hard that I lost my breath. “You. Are. My. Girl. Daddy’s girl. Now. Come. For. Daddy.” His cock hit the end of me repeatedly with each word, but the pain of it only made me burn hotter. There was nothing sweet about this, just sinful and downright filthy sex.