My Daddy Is The Best 소설 & 이야기

"Wait. Do you know what your daddy looks like? Have you seen him, love?" "Yes, Mommy. I saw him and Aunt Christy said it should only be our little secret."

He said and same time my mobile started raining which was placed on the dining table it was Dad's call because I had set up a different ringtone for him and my breath hitched. "Relax, just receive the call," Uncle said and I nodded receiving the call and the same time Uncle Harrison inserted his finger in my core giving slow finger fucking. "H...Hello..." I stammered on call. "Harrison told me you both having dinner out so I am going to sleep. Harrison has extra keys and doesn't sleep late. You have school tomorrow" Daddy was telling me While Uncle Harrison pumping his one digit inside me. "...Yes...Yes Dad" I again stammered

Zoey tried her possible best not to sound desperate, she said it in a soft manner, she didn't wanted to anger him. She neither wanted him to find out she had been crying. "Zoey dear, Why don't you tell daddy what's going on? I am sure there's something we can do." Her dad warm voice boomed out, it made feel a little ounce of warmth. Ever since she was little, she had always liked her dad more, maybe because, he didn't force her her to be the perfect Miss. Hart like her mother would always do. "Wear this shoe, you would look better,"

I'm not innocent, I already killed someone before but I'm trying my best to be clean as much as possible. "Just fucking do your thing and meet me here at the hotel that I'm staying. Find where in hell the Maxwell is hiding right now." I said and immediately hung up on him because I don't want to hear him laughing at my frustrations. I quickly put on my boxer brief, my plain-white shirt, and my pants. I looked at my reflection in front of the full-length mirror and I couldn't help but gasp when I saw the bruised on the side of my neck, it was all my father's fault. We're doing a sparring yesterday and he was a bit aggressive that I thought he forgot that I'm still a fucking human and not the

"I'd beg for your cock, Daddy. Whisper how much I want you to fuck me hard, and make me yours. I'd be quiet at first, but you'd make it so good I'd have to bite my lip to keep me from screaming." He groaned, shifting closer, his free hand cupping my breast, thumbing my nipple until it hardened. "God, you drive me crazy. Your mom's a good woman, but she doesn't get me like you do. She doesn't make me this hard." He guided my hand to his crotch, where his erection strained against his pants. "Feel that? That's all for you." I stroked him through the fabric, feeling the heat and girth. "It's so big, Daddy. I love how it feels inside me, stretching my pussy." My voice was husky now, the words tu

The necessities of my life. Dominic Leone is my daddy. My everything. Fuck the world. We have each other. I know they’ll come for us again, and I know next time they try, I will be right by my daddy’s side. There will be no mistaking me for victim, that’s for damn sure. The End

Auntie Angela gasped loudly, slapping a hand over her mouth, her shoulders shaking with silent laughter. I looked at her, then back to Uncle. He looked defeated. “I’m sorry, Uncle Musa,” I said softly. Uncle Musa turned slowly to face Daddy, who was flexing his arms, showing off his muscles. “You heard that? I am the best Daddy.” “Oh, you’ve trained those muscles, right?” Uncle Musa challenged, puffing out his own chest. “You are years younger—you think you can do it?” “It’s not about age, man,” Daddy replied.

Daddy pleasurably fingered my ass as he stroked my dick. "Who is your Daddy?" He spat at my body. "Dominick Storm," "Shout thy name of your father!" I felt like I will pass out from the pleasure he is giving me. "Dominick Storm is my Daddy! Dominick Storm is my Daddy! Please, Daddy, let me cum!!" I shouted on top of my lungs not minding the people who can hear us. My toes curled up as my vision became blurry. "Cum for thy Father, Baby," I hollered as my seed squirted. "Ngaaaaaaahhhh!!!" "Thank you, Daddy"

He said and my tear rolled down. Something told me it was going to be torturous but something else told me it would ultimately be better. My daddies would only make me feel good. Feel so good and so sore. "Yes... Yes, daddy"

"I will never deprive my daddy! I... I will never stay away from you! It's all my fault! I should have trusted my daddy more than anyone else! You want me! You want me so much and it was never an act! I know! I know now! I know please... Daddyyyy! Oh fuck! Oh please!" "Whose words are you going to fucking trust from now on?" "Yours, daddy! Yours only!" I cried. "Desperate slut! Cum for daddy!" Those words unleashed a climax that was long due. I let my body accept the pleasure fully and I fell into a violent spasm as the climax rocked me hard. My body stretched and my back arched but I remained firmly strapped all while cumming and squirting my juices with the vibrator still inside of me. I w