Harder Daddy Romane & Geschichten

His face was like stone, his sharp eyes focused on the village roads as they started to get busy. "Why are you so quiet? Still mad about last night?" Lona whispered. She felt bold. Her hand began to crawl higher, inching toward his groin. She could feel his thigh muscle, hard as a rock beneath her palm. "Didn't you say you were good at disciplining things that were out of place? I’m feeling a little... messy, Daddy. I think I need you to fix me." Lona let out a soft giggle, feeling like she had the upper hand. She was sure Revan was about to snap, just like all the stepfathers before him. She kept stroking his leg, occasionally giving him a little pinch.

"Harder, Daddy! Fuck me like you mean it. Am I a better fuck than Mom? Huh? Does her pussy feel this tight?" He growled, his pace quickening, one hand reaching around to pinch my nipple through the shirt. "Fuck yes, you're better, so much tighter and wetter. My stepdaughter's slutty little hole is perfect." The dirty words fueled me, lighting my body on fire. "Tell me how it feels, Daddy, fucking your wife's precious daughter right here in her kitchen, stretching my naughty cunt with that big daddy cock." "Feels fucking incredible," he grunted, slamming deeper and hitting that spot that made stars burst behind my eyes. "You're mine now, Ivy. All mine to ruin."

Kendrick uttered, clasping his hand on Hardie's. "I see no meaning in their taunting though, they are just bored with nothing to do. They can say all they want, daddy. But I don't care since I'm happy with you, daddy." Hardie said with his shoulders raised high. "At least I'm proud of you as my daddy, that's all that matters." Kendrick couldn't tell how happy he felt and he was kind enough to show it with a wide smile on his face. "I'm proud of you, dear son."

Beck, Jackson, Zed, and especially Hardin, hell, even Hardin's dad has a childish side to him. Why are they so different to my father? "Only if I get to pick the prank." I retort.

I heaved a sigh of relief because he answers my call after a minute or two that I thought he's just ignoring my call. "When are you coming back? Zeke is looking for you." I said and simply looked at Zeke who was still hugging Zuck. I heard daddy sneeze on the other line. "I don't know, maybe this weekend. Tell Zeke that I'll be back soon." Daddy said and I suddenly heard a man calling him, I want to think that it was just his staff but I am not a stupid fool, I know he is with his mistress again. Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man.

I say. Daddy buries his hard cock into me. He holds on to my ass as he thrusts into me. My walls tingle around his hardness. He feels so good as he fucks me. Daddy slows down, almost stopping. He smacks my ass again, and I moan louder than before. “Will you cum for me, baby girl?” Daddy asks. “Yes, daddy, I will cum for you,” I say.

The man gave her the phone which she collected gently. “Harden, Harden are you there” Harden heard Adele's voice, and tears formed in his eyes immediately. “Yes honey, yes. How are you? How are my kids?” He asked to hear Zia's crying voice. “Daddy, daddy I want to go home” Harden heard his daughter's crying voice which made him chuckle in sadness and happiness. “Yes honey, you are coming home, where’s Zayn?” Harden asked for Adele to look at their son who was in pain.

My voice came out hoarse. Becca beamed, she was always up to talk about daycare, " Daddy, I really like daycare and all my friends there. My bestest friend is Lily, she has a Barbie mermaid doll and she lets me play with her. Jayjay is also my friend, she just had a baby sister, how cool is that! I don't like Steve, he's mean, he likes to take my things and pull my hair. Mommy says I should avoid him and tell my teacher but if he doesn't change, I should hit him where the sun doesn't shine. I still don't know what that means though, do you?" I let out a small laugh, My baby girl was so cute, I was willing to bet that wherever Vince was, he was laughing as well.

Harden’s words were firm, but his father’s rage didn’t wane. “I’d rather die than see you go after something that isn’t yours,” Mr. McCall spat. “Stay away from Alex’s wife and focus on your life. She’ll never be yours, Harden. Act your age if you really are twenty-nine.” He rubbed his hair in frustration before glaring at his son. “I’ll offer them another deal to salvage the partnership. But as for you and Kiara, I don’t care if you don’t love her—you’re going to make it work.” Harden sighed deeply. “She’s intelligent, and yes, she’s pretty. But I don’t love her, Dad.”

- I asked in a rude way. - Sorry. - He said looking at me, not with his intimidating eyes, but with the look where humanity predominated. - Sorry to arrive like this, I'm Hard, partner of Call. And you? - he said in a respectful and calm tone, stretching his hand towards my father, and little by little all the arrogant way that my father carried was ceasing. as if he saw something in Hard. - I'm Edgar Juice. Call's father and practically the owner of that bankrupt company.