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One word was whispered to my mind and I was afraid that if I did speak: I was only going to beg. That word was please. Please- daddy. If those words tumbled past my lips, he was not going to let me go, I am certain he was going to bend me over the counter and take me right in this kitchen with my mother only feet away…. No doubt he would claim my untouched p***y, he was already hard for… me. Oh god! The Devil is my father. This is so wrong.

Daddy can't blame me for screaming, I wasn't supposed to scream anymore, but the guy scared me, daddy was quick to hide me behind him, and both of my hands went into his shirt, hiding my face into his shirt. "Trent, what are you doing here?" daddy growls at the guy. "I'm here to visit, can't you see?" the guy answers with a dark smile, I peeked behind daddy's back and saw his eyes were silver just like daddy, he's another demon lord! "You're not welcome, why didn't you say you're coming?" daddy asks him. "We're brothers, no need to call in first," he says, but I don't agree. "What do you want?" daddy growls at him.

Gael Slater: Freddy Frugal is upping my allowance? Lucian rolls his eyes and tousles the boy's hair, earning a groan of protest. Lucian Slater: I think what you mean to say is; 'Thank you, pop. That was so generous. You are the best daddy in the world'. Gael raises an eyebrow as he glances up at Lucian. Completely against the suggestion. Lucian Slater: Twelve dollars. Gael's eyes pop open. Gael Slater: You're the best father in the world, and I love you more than I love your sloppy joes.

“I know that I may get stomachache. But your daughter wants it and right now I live for her, I eat for her.” Javier who was reaching for a glass of water ceased from moving and turned to her. His eyes were wide opened. “What?” “Your baby likes spicy food.” “What did you just say?” “Your baby likes spicy food?” She tilted her head to one side. His eyes narrowed infinitesimally, he looked slightly annoyed. “No, your sentence before that, Miss Stanford.” “I know that I may get stomachache?” “The one after that.” His mouth was forming a flat line.

Daddy replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. I almost choked on air again, grateful I hadn't taken another bite yet. What's gotten into Daddy? Did Italy change him? Or is he just stressed about the upcoming Mafia War? He sounds like me now! "It's a bit awkward on my part," Zac replied, looking a bit flustered. "Zac, you are part of our family. And we're so thankful to you for protecting our daughter, for helping us! You can call me Daddy. And I'm serious about it," Daddy said, his expression sincere.

How could a trap be so sweet that I don't want to be free? Am I under a spell or something? A lot of thoughts ran through my head but it didn't stop me from wanting him inside of me. He unhooked my bra with his hand and kissed my lips and down to my neck. “The magic word, baby,” he spoke seductively into my ears and licked it. “Fuck me, Daddy!!!” “Fuck me like you own my life and you can end it when you want!!” I yelled. And a sudden movement hit my ears and snapped me out of my wild erotic imaginations

" Amanda looked at her daughter with a teasing smile. Mark paused slightly in his motion of taking a gummy candy. Hannah seemed to have eaten quite a few candies today. She couldn't eat cake anymore. Tod wanted to eat spicy strips. He originally wanted to share the burden with his younger sister, but the moment he thought of the taste of the spicy strips, he threw those words to the back of his mind. He tore open a package of spicy strips and started eating. The smell of spicy strips filled the air. Ted's breath hitched, and he moved away with a look of disgust. "Brother, why did you buy spicy strips again? This smell is all artificial." Ted covered his nose with a look of distaste. "One bit

He tasted like cappuccino—so fucking good. I moaned as I swallowed, enjoying every last drop that slipped out of his hard cock, then he flipped me over on the couch and went on his knees. He buried his head between my thighs from behind and ate my pussy like it was candy. He didn’t stop groaning and slapping my ass while he ate me. “Jalen, ohhhh daddy,” I squirmed, trying to muffle my moan. “You can scream bunny,” he said sharply and I did just that, he ate even harder and I moaned louder than I ever did. I was so close to cuming when he pulled away.

“Drench Daddy’s mouth, baby. Give me every fucking drop of that sweet pussy juice.” The word Daddy snapped something inside me. I came hard, my back arching fully off the rock, hips bucking and pussy clenching around his fingers. Slick gushed over his tongue and chin. He drank it greedily, groaning like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted. When the spasms eased he stood, his cock rigid now and the head glistening with precum. He stroked himself twice, spreading the slickness over his length. “Turn around,” he ordered. “Ass up and hands on the rock.”

Fuck, I was lying, everything wasn’t fine, I almost kissed his daughter. I glanced back at Riley, she smiled sinfully, and mouthed ‘liar’. I nearly choked. She bite down her lower lips seductively. Her father kept talking, something about extending the trip a few more days. I froze. “A few more days?” I repeated. Riley perked up immediately, smiling wider. “Yeah,” He father said through the phone. “Hope that’s okay?” I stared at Riley, at the devilish satisfaction in her eyes. “Yeah… no problem.” I clenched my jaw and the call ended.