Harder Daddy Meaning Novels & Stories

Mommy never liked that about him. Old habits die hard. Then again, not quite… Because Daddy was far worse now.

"Only if it's as big and juicy as yours, daddy... Ooooooh... I'm gonna cum... Fuck me hard, daddy. Make your baby girl cum again!" Danielle massaged her clit even harder. Daddy squeezed her tits tight. He slammed his shaft inside her hungry hole as hard and as fast as he could go. Then Danielle cried out loud, a high-pitched sound of unabashed passion. As her cunt contracted hard around his cock, daddy shoved himself as deep as he could and groaned out loud as he shot his heavy load into his daughter's womb.

"Do you still want to carry on?" "It doesn't hurt anymore," she said. "Don't rush yourself, baby," he warned. "And don't undermine me," Mommy bit back, rising slowly. She released a shaky breath before lowering herself, taking more of Daddy. "I can take you just fine." No matter how much she tried to toughen up, she was still struggling. Daddy chuckled lowly. "Why are you so stubborn?" he asked. "I said I can take you," she breathed. "Untie me."

" Mommy, if daddy was here, you would not have to work hard." Cheng liyue was taken aback. How did this little fellow come up with such a notion?. " Mommy really like this job!!! I don't think this job is hard at all. Cheng liyue said with a smile. However, the little boy had listened in on their conversation just now. The well-desssed women was bullying his mommy, which had caused him feel anger and hatred. " But, if only daddy was here, Besides you to protect you, wouldn't that be nice.

He spanked me twice in a row, fast and hard. "Yes!" "You know how much of a little tease you have been, right? Calling me daddy, knowing well enough how much that shit turns me on. Touching yourself and kissing me out of the blues. You just want to be slutted out! And don't fucking lie to me, you want to be fucked. You are not here, naked and moaning because you just want me to prove that you are not insensitive! You are here because you want daddy to fuck you, is that right?" With every word he was saying, he was spanking me harder and faster and I was on the edge already. I was going to cum so hard from being spanked.

"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.

Is his family an exception? Mr. Marcus smiled and ruffled his son's head. "My dear, when you grow up, you'll understand that there's always a woman whom you don't need to be gentle with, but instead, you just want to bully her, the meaner the better." Henry looked up at the ceiling with a puzzled expression, thinking, "Daddy, you're... special." "But Daddy, I think Mommy is pretty good. Didn't you also have a tight grip on her?" Henry was confused. In his opinion, Mommy clearly had a lower level of scheming compared to Daddy.

“Fuck, you’re gripping me so good. That’s it, relax for Daddy.” He started moving, slow deep strokes at first, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in. Every thrust made me moan louder. My cock rubbed against the couch with each movement, leaking all over the leather. The denial in my head got quieter as pleasure took over. “Harder,” I whispered at first, then louder. “Please… fuck me harder.” Johnson chuckled darkly and slammed in deeper. “Say it right. Call me Daddy like you need it.” “Daddy… please… fuck me harder!” I begged, my voice breaking as he started pounding me for real.

I grab his head closer to smash my lips against his, our tongues clashing passionately against each other. "Harder, d-daddy!" I whimper against his mouth and he slows down. "Good girls say the magic word." He grunts out as his body rocks against mine, faster. "P-Please, please….!" I cry out sharply, my hands tightening around his neck as my heels dig into his spine. "Please fuck me harder, daddy!"

I slowly moved in the rest of my finger and started moving it in and out. “More, Daddy. Faster, harder, please.” I paused and let the words sink in. It was like a dream come true. If that’s what my boy wanted, that’s what I’d give him then. “More, huh?” I snarled. “One finger isn’t enough for you? You want more? You’ll get more. Fucking greedy whore.” I removed one finger and then pushed back inside with two. Brad moaned long and low. “You like that, don’t you? You want Daddy to be rough with you? Treat you like a fucking filthy slut? Bruise your little hole?”