Usher Hey Daddy Lyrics Novels & Stories

"Shoot all of your cum here daddy, let me swallow it all." "Daddy", he grunts, "I like that" he says before holding my neck and shoving his length all the way through, so when he shoots his cum, it goes straight through my throat. I can feel the warmth go all the way down. When he's done, I raise my hand to feel my already expanded throat. "Now get out! I've got work", he commands without giving me time to recover and without any words of complaint, I crawl my way out to the couch in the living room.

Daddy smiled, playfully slapping me again on my mouth: “You enjoyed that, did you, sweetlips?” I looked at him and nodded: “Yes Daddy. Now, can I cum?” “No. I need you to be like this for a while longer. I like you horny, sweetlips.” – He whispered, helping me get off the floor and slapping me on my butt. I stood up, still weak in my knees, with a single desire: to cum. “Sweetlips, let’s get out of here. And, remember: this is our little secret.” – Daddy whispered as we left the men’s fitting room.

She couldn't believe the audacity of Damien Ashford, the way he had treated her without a second thought. In a fit of fury, she shoved him back with all her strength, her palm connecting with his face. "Get away from me!" She spat, her voice trembling with a mix of rage and hurt Her eyes blazed with a fire that matched her fiery spirit. Damien stumbled back, taken aback by the force of her push. He felt the sting of her slap reverberate through his cheek, the sharp pain a stark contrast to the warmth that had enveloped him moments before.

“Daddy- oh fuck- I can’t- it’s too sensitive- I’m gonna-!” “Not yet,” he snapped, voice dark and commanding. “Hold it. Rub those folds again. Edge that greedy cunt for me. Tell Daddy how much you love being his desperate little toy.” “I love it- I love being your desperate toy!” I sobbed, switching back to rubbing my dripping folds, spreading the wetness everywhere. My pussy was visibly pulsing, clit swollen and red, asshole clenching rhythmically. “I’m so close, Daddy… please… I need to cum so bad… I’m shaking… I’m your nasty kitten… please let your kitten cum…”

“Go to sleep!” “No,” Chase shook his head. “Daddy Shark, doo-doo, doo-doo… Daddy Shark, doo-doo, doo-doo… Daddy Shark…” “Daddy Shark!” With a loud exclamation, Chase raised both hands into the air and began swaying his body to the tune. Veronica couldn’t help but stifle a laugh as she watched the father-son duo. “You’re really enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” Aries gazed at Veronica with eyes full of accusation. The baby shark song looped again in the background, and Aries fisted his hands in pure frustration. “I can’t take this anymore!”

"Ahhhh, ahhhh, daddy, please stopppp, I can't. Ahhhhh, I can't even feel my body; please, daddy." Said Ashley while getting thrust from behind by her horny beast daddy, Damon. Ashley was on all fours as Damon thrust her from behind, hugged her from behind, and sucked her nape to give her back hickeys all over. "Baby, just last round, okay, mhmmm. I can't stop myself, baby. Mhmmmm~~ ahhh. Fuck ahhhhhh." Shouted Damon in pleasure and for the fifth time.

“Take him inside, please. I have to talk to this man to stop disturbing us.” Hassy took Asher’s hand, but she refused to take him inside. “Blair, I think you should give this man a chance to explain to you what is between you guys. Just take a look at him, he looks so much like your son. and even Asher calls him daddy because he can feel it.” Who cares! Hassy is provoking me, and I don't like that. Asher is only referring to him as his dad because his real dad, Jeff doesn't regard him as his son.

"My dear daughter, this new boyfriend of yours doesn't seem very smart. What's he trying to pull here?" Joyce's brows furrowed, clearly displeased. "Are you an idiot, Henry? Lucius was just joking with you, so why did you have to be so rude with him? Don't you have a sense of humor?" I replied calmly, "Wasn't he the one who told you to call him daddy first? Since he wants to be a father, why can't I want the same? Also…" As I spoke, I raised my hand and smacked Lucius's head, hard. "Hands off your daughter, you old lecher! How could you touch her like that? You're a father, you know?!"

She spread her legs wide in front of her Daddy, giving him a clear view of her freshly shaved pink flesh. Her Daddy hesitated a bit and wanted to leave the room but she stopped him, "Please Daddy teach me," she pleaded in a seductive way pressing her big boobs together. He groaned before pulling his slacks down freeing his chocolaty monster. The girl laid on her back on the kitchen counter buckled her hands under her knees and spread her legs so that her Daddy could see her dripping pussy.

Christy excused herself, but Kelly did not leave my side. "Is that your daughter?" he asked while looking at Kelly. The latter watched the older man with wide eyes. "Yes, D-Dad. She is Kelly. Kelly. That's Mr. Holding." "You can call me Daddy or Grandpa, Kelly. In this place, we will all take care of you. Rest assured." Mr. Holding patted Kelly’s hair. It seemed like he already had a liking for my daughter. "I have a lot of daddy now, Mommy." My heart warmed at Kelly's statement. From a child who hadn't had the chance to be with her father nor felt how it was to feel a father's love, she was now suddenly showered with all the love she deserved in the world.