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Plus, it takes one to know one; I could not recall the last day I had only had sex with one woman. Then too, Dad had been with Lisa before. We had never shared her, though. He thought it over for a second and then walked over to the side of the couch and dropped his shorts. Lisa squealed around my cock as my father filled her pussy from behind. He squeezed her sexy little bottom as he started driving his shaft into her. Lisa looked up at me with wide eyes.

This was one of the favorite parts of a session of sex for both father and daughter, but he had no wish to lap up his own semen if he could avoid it. When Daddy got back on the mattress, his daughter opened her eyes and saw him approach, his stiff cock with its latex covering aimed at her. She grinned lasciviously and reached down between her legs to spread the lips of her juicy pussy. Holding his shaft in one hand, her father knelt between her legs again and leaned forward to put his other hand beside her to support his weight. Leaning forward more closely, he placed the tip of his cock against the wet hole that lusted so much for it and Elaine used her fingers to center the head.

His eyes were a piercing, icy blue—eyes that didn't look at her, but through her. "My father was a fool," Julian said, taking a slow step toward her. "He thought he could buy a piece of heaven to keep in his bed. But look at you. You’re just a girl with a pretty face and a black heart." He stopped just inches from her. He was so close she could feel the heat of his body, a stark contrast to the coldness of the house. He reached out, and for a terrifying second, Mary thought he was going to strike her. Instead, he took a strand of her hair between his fingers, his touch surprisingly gentle and horrifyingly intimate.

he replied, his voice cold and dangerous and I widened my eyes in shock. Everything around me seemed to freeze as I thought his words through over and over again. “What?” I whispered as I shook my head in denial. “That can’t be possible. No, you’re lying.” “Oh, it’s very possible and it’s the truth,” Jay said with a smirk, his voice mocking. “Your dear and loving father wasn’t the man you saw him as. Not only was he part of a gang but, he was bi and also cheating on your mother. With me.”

When my mother was just days away from giving birth to me, my father cheated on her with her closest friend. I was born on the side of the road, a consequence of my father's infidelity sending my mother into a tailspin. For a woman who had indulged in privilege for most of her life, this was a disgrace, a stain she couldn't wipe away. My father, feeling invincible because their marriage had been an arranged one, was arrogant and reckless. But my mother had a fiery spirit; she stood her ground and divorced him.

Then I moved my tongue all over shaft. he moaned and said my name,DA......RLENE...... I opened my eyes. I looked up at Him and he looked down at me."That feel good?" "Amazing..." I stood up, and turned to the bed frame,positioned my ass is, his penis lead straight into my little pussy. The tip of his cock had trouble getting in at first cause I was so tight then. But he managed to maneuver his dick deeper. The rest was history. After giving birth to Leo, my sex drive reduced,I focused more on making money.

"It's no wonder your mother looks like she's seen a ghost every time she looks at you. You little beast! Not only does your own mother hate you, but your father despises you too! "Did you really delude yourself into thinking that he loves you? I'll have you know that I'm pregnant with his child. When my baby is born, you'll be sent away to the sticks!" Jillian let out an ear-piercing shriek. "You're lying! How dare you frame Daddy? I'm Daddy's only daughter. He would never leave me!" At the end of the video, Kelvin snubbed out his cigarette with his shoe before he entered the house, slamming the door behind him.

This was just how fathers felt when their daughters left, wasn’t it? Exactly. I was Harper’s dad. Daddy. The word clanged unbidden through me, like a protest, a denial. Like the flood gates opened, I suddenly couldn’t stop thinking about last night. It was like I could feel the phantom of her in my arms again, against my chest, my lap, writhing every inch of that glorious body against me. My fingers tightened around the fork. Harper’s ass grinding against my cock. Her little whimpers. Her moaning for me, trembling with need –

“But he’s not invincible. Stay back, Sophie. Protect the girls. Watch for openings.” Darius’s smirk returned as he gestured toward the scattered papers. “Curiosity… greed… desperation. All human traits. Your father had them. And so do you.” He moved closer, and my stomach sank. “What does he want from us?” I whispered, voice trembling. Lucian caught my hand, grounding me. “Not just from us… from your father’s past. He wants something Dad protected. Something powerful. And he believes you have the key.” Darius suddenly lunged again, faster this time, aiming to grab one of the envelopes containing my father’s most sensitive documents. Lucian intercepted, and the struggle became a blur of motio