Play With Me Daddy Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Anything for you" “Are you three going to stand out there all day or are you coming in to eat?” Their father’s voice boomed from the front porch, and they all turned to see him leaning against the doorframe, impatience evident in his stance. Chloe grinned. “We better go in before your dad starts muttering threats,”she said playfully. Peter ruffled her hair then tucked his arm over her neck so he had her in a headlock. He started toward the house, dragging her with him.

"Are you taking advantage of my daddy issues? Just because I don't have a daddy doesn't mean I want one." "Yes I'm taking advantage of my naive best friend. I want a baby, you can have a daddy, maybe we should try this?" I laugh at his stupid proposal. We've always played this kinda game, pretending to be someone else then imagine what's going to happen if we really are those people. "I am short of money now though. Perhaps daddy can give me allowance?" I blink my eyes repeatedly, embracing the daddy-daughter role play. "Anything for my baby, anything if you make daddy happy." He taps his clothed penis playfully as I laugh loudly.

Take it for Daddy. I almost came. Deep, shuddering, near-orgasmic spasms wracked me as I rode his cock and his tormenting fingers. It was heaven and it was hell, and I could have stopped at any moment, but ‘take it for Daddy’ was one of my favorite games and I didn’t want to stop playing. I didn’t ever want to stop. Because if this was the last time…

I told you it was time for you to ride Daddy. I exhaled, "No, Daddy, I just love your big cock so much." I was actually having fun playing the naive schoolgirl. I'll ride you immediately, Daddy, don't punish me. I begged, yet I also desired some punishment. I stood up and put Levi's erection tip at my entrance. "Daddy, please let me ride you."

He was teasing me ‘Do you want daddy to have his way with you?’ ‘Yes’. ‘Do you want daddy to touch you and play with you and fuck you until you scream’. His words sent shivers through my whole body and my breath deepened. ‘Do you?’ ‘Yes’. I repeated. ‘Yes, what baby girl?’

please tell me immediately when you see anything odd with her and I will make sure to come by. “Really ……. I love you daddy. Can we play the game now?” she asked as they both sat down on the couch and began playing. It was a game of rescuing a queen who got lost in the forest. “I will be the queen and you will be the king searching for me “Angel suggested and his father nodded in agreement. Playing with Angel was always delightful event, It made him free and out of stress. It is just that he never found enough time to play with her.

Fresh slick drips down my thighs. Daddy gives me one last cold, almost bored look. “Maybe if you’re still wet and needy tomorrow,” he says, gesturing lazily at Bob’s heavy cock, “I’ll give you the real deal. We’ll have fun…” I shake my head fast, tears already spilling. “I didn’t sign up for this. It’s not part of the play. This is—” “Oh but the fans love it,” Daddy cuts in smoothly. He glances at the camera. “Am I right, guys?”

When I initially met him, I requested that he call me Javier, but this child addressed me as Daddy instead, presumably because we looked similar and no one would mock him for being fatherless. "You know, Daddy, I've been pleading with my mother to buy me these for Uncle Alex, but they claimed I was too young for these games, and since my mother and uncle Alex aren’t here. You and I are going to play, right?" I chuckled. What a cunning little man. "True, no one will notice us. High five! "

I’m hoping that when I explain this to my parents, they will understand if I explain it from the heart. "Have you been thinking about me?" he asked, his words laced with desire. "I've been unable to think of anything else but you all day." I would never get enough of hearing that, just knowing he had been thinking about me and only me. "Yes, Daddy," I replied. A dark lust clung to those three syllables, letting him know just how much I had been thinking of him too. The Daddy Dom role-play was cute, providing it stayed that way. I didn't want him to dress me like a toddler or force me to wear a diaper. Although, I could throw a monumental tantrum when things didn't go my way.

I subconsciously became a slut. “Daddy,” I drawled as I disengaged from him, standing on my toes to kiss his neck, and I watched him shiver. “Do you want to play with me tonight?” I asked, and a boyish smile curled up on his lips. “Play? What kind of game do you suggest, kitten?” he asked, and I knew he was pulling my legs. “You know the one I want, daddy… the game we play every time, where daddy punishes me for being his naughty little slut,” I whispered, and he chuckled.