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A tingling buzz emanated from it, jiggling her soft flesh gently. “Do you know what this is?” He barked. “This is the brat breaker, this will have you sniveling and screaming for forgiveness in no time… it’s my own hand held version of something called a Symbian used back on Earth long ago to satiate wild women like you.”

We stayed joined against the counter until our breathing slowed, and then he eased out, and the warm slide of his come leaking onto the tile made my stomach tighten with filthy satisfaction. That same night, after my mother had returned and gone to bed, he came to my room again in the dark. The visit was quieter and more desperate, the risk of her waking only a few doors away making every thrust sharper. He pushed into me from behind while I stayed on my side and the slow deep strokes built until I came with my face pressed into the pillow to muffle the sounds. He filled me again and then stayed inside me until his cock softened, and only then did he ease out and leave me with the evidence o

He set a fast, brutal, punishing pace, his heavy pubic bone slamming against my plush ass cheeks in loud, wet, squelching thwacks that echoed off the marble walls. “You like getting fucked from behind while my son is right out in that hallway, don’t you?” Mateo growled, his deep, gravelly voice dripping with possessive dominance into the shell of my ear. “Say it, Layla. Tell me whose tight little cunt this belongs to.” “Yours! It’s yours, Daddy!” I wailed out, completely past the point of sanity. “Only yours! Fuck me harder!” “Damn right it’s mine,” he rasped, his large, calloused hand reaching beneath my stomach to violently drag his fingers back over my swollen, drenched clit with every br

Black gestured to the guy with a hair color close to black. "His codename is Zeke." Mr. Black turned towards the tanned boy with butterscotch brown hair, he had childishness written all over his face. "Ah and this fellow here is Jay. Don't be fooled by his face, he's already 22. I once thought that he was still in high school when we did the interview." Avyanna slightly raised an eyebrow. Oh, she actually thought he was underage. "He's best in any kind of guns-"

His muscles bulging out of the grey short-sleeved shirt he wore. He sensed my presence as if by magic, his body stiffened and immediately turned, eyes jiggering around as if looking for someone. Finally, his gaze landed on me, his eyes widened a fraction. He looked as handsome as ever, his grey eyes matching perfectly with his grey shirt. This time his hair was cut a little lower than usual. Hm, who knew a taper fade would fit him so well. ''Sky?'' He crooked, his voice coming out only as a whisper. His voice. Its been a long time since I heard his voice. It sounded much more mature.

“And, well, those kinds of … er … escorts are usually a bit on the young side…” “Oh my God, Dad, are you talking about getting a sugar baby?!” Emma cries. “... yes …” I reply. “Ew, ew, ew!” Emma all but shrieks. A male voice sounds in the background. “No, Daniel, don’t worry about it. Dad just told me he’s in the market to be a sugar daddy,” Emma laments. I can hear Daniel laughing in the background and I frown. “It’s the done thing these days, Emma. It’s ‘in,’ as you would say.”

Mark pulled him closer and kissed his head. “Really dad?” He gazed at his father. “Can mum come live with us here, she can help take care of you?” “Ahem!” Sasha walked in interrupting their conversation. “Hello Tommy, here I brought you a present.” "Another toy car?" Tommy asked, taking the white Ferrari she handed him. "Don't you like my present?" Tommy glanced at the car then at his dad who nodded at him. "I like it. Thank you, aunt Sasha."

I felt his presence behind me and his rough palm on my ass, teasingly I arched my back forward towards him, kissing my bottom lip. “Take this.” He handed a remote to me. I took it and noticed the shift in Kai's face. “Turn the volume up the more you moan. The last person to cum will have daddy's special treatment for a week.” Yes!! “Okay, daddy! Fuck me hard. Don't hold back!” I screamed, enjoying the anguish on Kai's face. “Don't be too excited,” Daddy muttered, parting my hole. I felt his cock pressed at the tip and I bit my lips feeling pleasure surge through me.

“Who the hell does he think he is to control me? He can go to hell.” My eyes wandered around the house searching for him, but he wasn’t there. How did he know I was wearing black? How did he comment on my body when he wasn’t even around me? I swallowed what remained of my saliva, then stepped into the garden. It was crowded with guests. Each one standing beside a tall table, dark wine glasses in their hands. Some drank champagne. Others preferred whiskey. I glanced at my father standing with Ethan Roth, both talking calmly. What a manipulative bastard, trying to play the role of a decent and refined man.

This was always my best part, when the girls he fucks calls him daddy. He was indeed a daddy. With a cut, large cock that I want to totally destroy me, and a face that belonged to a model, he was one hot p**nstar. The hottest I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen a lot of p**n. Perhaps it was the fact that he wasn’t as young as most p**nstars. He was in his mid thirties, I knew that because I’ve stalked him to the point of being unhealthy. Adonis groaned as he came all over the girl’s pussy, then he proceeded to eat her out, the sight making my toes curl up in the sheets as my pussy began to ache again.