President Daddy Excessive Love Novels & Stories

So everyone saw that damn thing he did with my dad. "You see that? " she was suddenly surprised and everyone looked at her and hated her, it's her spreading her legs while dad fucking her with dad finger. But ofcourse the main event that can really be seen is him, only dad finger and half body is on the pictures. "You know my daddy has memory loss, you know my mommy just gave birth and then you take advantage because daddy only remembers you? Your just his ex girlfriend and you became a sluts wanting for a dick?" I smiled. to him.

Something that feels a lot like want. She whirls out of my grip and practically floats over to Toby, who bends to kiss her forehead before they disappear through the door into the club proper, leaving me standing like an idiot against the lockers. I’ve always confused curiosity with true feeling. I blame my dad for that. He loves Mom, of course, but never, not once, has he been open with me about how deep that love runs between them. Mom did her best to explain it–that Dad loves her to the point of obsession. That to him, she’s the moon, the stars–his entire world in one soul, one body, and there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for her.

"Aah... Alex, please. I can't take it anymore. Please, give me that, Daddy." "Oh my God, Jared, you're driving me crazy! We shouldn't be doing this here, at a time like this. Soon you'll be engaged to my daughter!" "You know I only love you, Daddy. Please, touch me now, I can't take it anymore! I want you in my body. Fill me, Daddy." "Ugh, you are my slutty sexy boy, spread your legs, Baby, I need to prepare you a little. Ah, you are so sexy in this suit!"

"Gonna keep you full of my cum. Gonna fuck you so often you'll always be dripping. Every time you sit next to my son, you'll feel my cum leaking out of you. Every time you kiss him, you'll taste me on your lips." "That's fucked up," I whispered. "I know." He curled his fingers, finding that spot that made me moan. "But you love it, don't you?" I did. God help me, I did. "Say it." "I love it, Daddy." "What do you love?" "I love being yours. Love your cum inside me. Love being your dirty little secret." "That's my good girl." He fingered me faster, thumb finding my oversensitive clit. "One more. Give Daddy one more and then I'll let you rest."

“Babygirl, I'd defend you to the death, you know that. I don't care how many people there woulda been there. I woulda fought 'em all.” I roll my eyes playfully. “Daddy, you're being dramatic.” He shakes his head. “No, babygirl. You may not be my own girl, but I love you more than anything in the world. You're special to me, baby.” I blush hard, shivers running down my arms and spine. Daddy really does love me, doesn't he? You'd always think you'd do something for the people you love, but you never quite know if you're capable of doing it until you're presented with the real life chance to show yourself. Daddy showed his true colors today. The respect I have for him has skyrocketed. He certai

She understood he was wealthy, and with that kind of wealth came so much power. But Spencer was not poor either, and he was the f*cking president. How come his son continued to defy him like this without any consequences? She knew it could not be fatherly love that was making him not push back. He had not cared about fatherly love when he pushed Skylar out in marriage, his favourite child. “When you are ready, hit the red button, and you will be live.” Steffan said, handing his phone to her. He walked to the door, and turned the lock.

“And you, Daddy, have some work; maybe he’s feeling overwhelmed and stressed. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you or Max.” Summer wipes her tears, staring at me. “Does Daddy really love me?” I nod, reaching out to hold her hand. “Yes, Summer. Your daddy loves you very much,” I reassure her. “He just has a lot on his plate right now,” I reassured myself, even if I don’t know much about Hollis. I mean, he is an asshole, but Summer doesn’t need to know that. He is her father, and hating him only broadens the line between them.

"Not just that. I'll also tell the world of the illegal business their beloved President engages in with very bad Russian men just so he can keep his parents from reaping the deserved fruits of their evil labor." Between sweat and shock, I couldn't tell which overwhelmed me more. "H-how did you know about that?" "I may be quiet and easygoing but I'm not stupid. Don't underestimate me, Bronx or I'll have your sorry ass back to where my father, the former President of United States, picked it up from." Then she moved forward to touch my cheek, tears and a stone cold determination I'd never witnessed shone in her blue orbs. "I love you Bronx but don't think for a second I won't throw you to you

I waited for a few seconds, then sighing, I finally let out the words that disturbed me the most, "I hope that none of us lets emotions fuck up my daughter's future. I mean, I am incapable of love that is not for my daughter. I want to hope and pray he does not know what the word love is, apart from the one for his daughter as well."

A hand gripped my hip as he fucked me faster. "Yes! Oh god! I... I love your cock, daddy! Fuck!... Oh yeah! I love daddy's cock!" "You love daddy fucking your tight pussy, ugh?! You like daddy owning you and your slutty pussy?!" "Yes, please!" My arms had left around his body and were now fondling my tits as he fucked me with a ferocity that filled me up. "So good! So hard! Ah! Oh fuck! Daddy! Yes! I... I am..." My words were now getting lost into incomprehensible moans.