Novel & Cerita Stay Quiet For Daddy Kitten

No smiles, no words—only emptiness accompanied this awkward atmosphere. The sound of my cat broke the silence, creeping between the walls with a hungry turmoil that begged for mercy. “Dad, just a moment. I'll feed my cat first,” I said, fumbling around the room with a pounding heart. “Serena,” my father hissed angrily. Nimbly, I fulfilled my duty to my beloved black cat. As he ate voraciously, I combed his moons with a quick touch. “SERENA!” “Sorry,” I whispered, slipping between the hungry cries of my cat, who didn't want me to leave him.

his jaw clenched. "Start it! I don't have plenty of time for this girly shit talk," he tilts his head upward. "S-So... uhm. H-He is, Do-Dominick--," Mommy Elise shushed me. "Make your voice audible, Keatton. Relax, okay?," I nod. "I won't let your Dad bite you even if he wants to," Dad shows off his teeth and started to act like bickering. "Continue, darling," she caresses Daddy's arm and locked her arms to his while laying her head on Daddy's shoulder.

I know everything already. My phone vibrated on the table and I reached for it. A notification popped up. "Where are you daddy, my kitty kat misses you big daddy. She’s all wet and dripping for you papi." She sent a video of her fingers going in and out of her dripping yummy pussy while she used her other hand to rub her clits hard. She kept moaning my name, while thrusting her fingers hard into her pussy. The video ends with her screaming and squirting all over the bed and even the camera.

She was so wet, her body welcoming me easily. Adding a second finger, I watched her closely, but she didn’t flinch. My little kitten was wild, even for a virgin. I pushed a third finger in, marveling at how perfectly she responded to my touch as she grinds against my fingers. “Hmm… I feel so full, daddy.”

Sabastian I can hear my little kitten’s heart racing as the bedroom door closes. “Mum,” she whispers as her eyes widen with fear. She pushes away from all of us, her legs shaky as she stumbles to the ground, walking before picking out some pyjamas and her robe. “Aurora … wait,” but my little kitten doesn’t want to listen, so pulls the door open and runs after her mother.

Staying calm will be in her best interest for now. Xavier on the other hand mistook her silence as submission. A contented smile plastered on his face when she didn't throw any tantrums further. Only if he knew she was scared that he would drop her. Pleased at her docile kitten, he then made his way to the mansion with careful steps.

I said stubbornly. “Uhh, that's very nice of you, son.” Daddy said, rubbing my hair. I smiled. “But just because the kitten doesn't want your candy doesn't mean you should give up on kittens.” Daddy said. “Are you saying I should find another kitten to share my candy with?” “I'm saying you should give this kitten some time to come around and then try sharing your candy with him again.” Daddy said. I smiled, “Thanks Dad.” “Just remember, never give up, on anything…ever.”

Julia nodded before lifting the cat again to dunk him. “Please, don’t! You’re scaring him!” I cry as she shoves the kitten back into the water. She holds him down for longer this time. When she pulls him back up, the kitten pants and spits. His meow is getting quicker and strained. He was scared. “I said stop.” I feel my stomach squeeze in as my body trembles. “Please,” I try to find Father's eyes, but he stares ahead. He won’t look at me.

fuck, why can't you stop with that voice. "Okay, Daddy. I'll be waiting, very..." I dragged out the word. "Very impatiently," he chuckled lowly. "You're going to behave for me, alright? I'll reward you," "I'd like that," I said immediately, submitting to Daddy Jackson. He's a soft Dom. They're just as bad as the hardcore Doms, that I'm aware. Jackson has a way of being gentle while messing with you most sensually. It's pure torture. I was interrupted by the knock on my door. I stood up to go and open. "I'm getting off the phone now, okay?"

Then she ran her tongue along the head slowly, savoring the tension in his thighs as he fisted his hand into her hair. “Is this what you wanted, Daddy?” Chloe asked, stroking him. “You wanted me on my knees for you, didn't you?” She traced him again with her tongue, kissed the tip and slowly ran her tongue around it before stroking him with the same intensity again. “Chloe,” Harvey's voice came breathless. “Tell me what you want, Daddy,” she stroked faster. He let out a rough groan, then found his voice to whisper, “Open wide for me.”