Milk Me Daddy Novels & Stories

father said pulling her Chubby cheeck "This is cheating my kiddo" dad said to her daughter "I am not Cheating Daddy, see my stomach is full with Milk" Babygirl said keeping her hand on her stomach "Hehe you promised me know you will drink the full milk , just few drops are left drink the milk. You will be becomes very strong like you're favourite Spider-Man" while talking to his daughter daddy feeds her full milk "Tasty na" he cleans her Mouth with tissue. "Daddy i am finished like you said" Babygirl giggles

“This greedy cunt was made for my cock. Say it.” “My cunt is yours, Daddy. Only yours! You can fuck me, breed me, fill me whenever you want.” He pounded even deeper, cock dragging against my walls, hitting spots that made me sob with pleasure. His free hand slid under me, fingers finding my clit again, rubbing in vicious circles. “Come for me one more time, baby. Milk Daddy’s cock. Now.” I shattered hard. My pussy squeezed him so tightly he groaned, my squirt soaking the mattress beneath us.

he asks me, turning to his side, petting my head, I yawned, I was tired, but wanted to go to the park. "Nu-uh, me want the park," I whine, it's why I'm awake. "Cici, it's four am, the park is close, let me get you some milk," he says trying to get out of the bed, but he can't leave me alone in the dark, I began to cry. "No tears, no crying, come here," he says picking me up with him, it's been almost a month now, a full month since I summoned him by mistake, and he became my daddy, I don't cry over everything much, but sometimes I just do.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

“Fuck, Selena… your mouth is perfect. So warm. So eager. I’ve been thinking about this since I left that morning. Jerking off to the memory of you begging for me. And now here you are, taking it like you were born to suck Daddy’s cock.” He pulled out suddenly, strings of saliva connecting my lips to his cock. He slapped the wet head against my tongue a few times, smirking down at me with that dark, possessive look. “Tell me you want it,” he said, voice low and rough. “Tell Daddy you need his cum down your throat.” I was shaking, tears and saliva covering my face. “I need it,” I whispered, voice hoarse. “Please, Daddy… cum in my mouth. Fill me.”

He pulled out slowly, leaving me empty, then reached into the fridge. I watched, confused, as he poured a glass of cold milk. “Lie back,” he ordered. I did. He stepped between my thighs, pushed them wide apart, and tilted the glass. A slow stream of cold milk poured directly over my pussy, dripping down my folds, over my clit, running in white rivulets onto the counter. I shivered hard at the temperature contrast. “Daddy...” He didn’t answer with words. He bent down, spread me open with both thumbs, and dragged his tongue through the mess in one long, filthy lick. From my entrance all the way up to my clit, gathering milk and my own wetness together.

Milk sprayed out between his fingers and dripped onto the couch. You are such a dirty mama he growled. Tits full of milk for our son but you come here so I can drink it while I wreck this cunt. You love being bad for me. Say it. I love being bad for you I screamed. I love your cock. I love sneaking out. I love when you fill me up. Do not stop. Please.

"Dad. Would you help me with this? My pinkish nipples need to be moisturized. How about you take a lick and sip with it. I bet you can't resist how tasteful it is just by looking," "And why would Daddy do it?" He comes forward to me. He blew the smoke. He takes the cigar again. "Because you're the only person I see here that can help me. Would you please? I'd love to feel your strong tongue drawing circles around my nipples. Please, milk me, Daddy. Suck it. Lick it. Bit my tits," "Then smoke for me," he takes out the cigar and placed it on my mouth. I can feel the wetness of his saliva on it. As well as the smell of his saliva.

"I won't fuck those mums my little girl…just you…okay.” I nodded as I felt his hands move inside just moments it got to my pussy he stopped. “Why did you stop?" I was disappointed. "I want your tits." He said unapologetically, and that made me want to beg for his hands so badly. I took off my loose tie and unbuttoned my shirt. Took out my bra and watched my boobs bounce out in his face. “Fuck, princes you are so beautiful." “Suck me, daddy…" I moaned as I felt his cock rise under me…bugging out of his pants and feeding me with the illusion of it getting into my pussy.

Her palm slid down my chest, then lower, stroking my hard dick through my pants with just the right pressure. “You’re fucking hard, Daddy.”