Novel & Cerita Wet Daddy

Dirty pregnant whore. 'Oh god, yes! I’m your whore, daddy—fuck this swollen pussy! Please, I’m begging!' Madison’s voice rose, hips bucking up toward him, the dominance in his tone making her clit throb. She felt so exposed, so claimed, her body humming with need.

Daddy is nothing like the good fucker you fantasize. In smooth silence, I reach for the medal, unable to completely get my mind off playing my fingers around her wetness, feeling how smooth and thick she comes. The feel of it makes my muscles go rigid. My fingers greedily caress the face, drawing out every drop of her wetness, jealous of my own image. The only thing I want to collect her wetness is my palm. ‘Oh, fuck… Daddy will break you.’ Heavy moans light up my soul. The feel of her wetness drives me nuts. It's warm.

“Do not stare at me like that Daddy… please…. Please fuck me.” Dante groaned and his eyes suddenly turned darker with so many wants, this woman completed him. She pushes all his worries away, whenever she is with him. His nose sniffed her scent and he whispered into her ear. “How wet are you for daddy.” “Why don't you see for yourself.” her breathless whisper came out in a compel and his fingers sneaked their way to her pussy, her wetness was in excess, and this time she had clothed all her undies with her wetness.

I came across many good people and was living great. I started working at a nightclub in order to gain that spiritual contact with humans. I never shared intimacy as my every customer faded by my touch, but he was satisfied. Why? We vampires have supernatural abilities to calm and release stress through our touch only. I was known as "the queen" in that night club. Everything was going fine until that night came.

My ass was in the air as he growled his words out, " Tell our baby to plug his ears. Daddy is going to make Mommy dirty now." Although the words were supposed to tempt me, a sweet smile tugged on my lips. At least he was recognizing the baby now. With a harsh push, he slid inside me, cursing on my back, " So fucking wet. Dirty girl! You have a mate but you are wet for me, huh?" I blushed hard before muttering back, " You are..my master too.." He replied pushups so deep that they hit my G-spot, " And your baby's daddy."

I teased and a dangerous smirk formed on his face, "Ain't you daddy's horny little slut? Tell me, ain't you wet for daddy right now? Ain't you hungry to have a feel of my little brother here in your wetness, making you cum again and again, tell me Red, ain't you all aroused and wet for daddy?"

“You’re so fucking wet, Cupcake, so ready for Daddy.” “Yes, yes, Daddyyyy, fuck me, please,” I screamed, pushing my ass back, desperate for more. He pulled his fingers out, and before I could whine, he slammed his cock inside me, all the way, no warning. I shrieked, the stretch so intense, so fucking full, like he was splitting me in half. “Ohhh my godddd, Daddyyyy, fuckkkk!”

he whispered, his fingers teasing the hem of the shirt. “Fuck, wet for daddy, already?” He didn’t give me a chance to respond. He slipped two fingers under the fabric, rubbing slow circles over my clit. “Yes… Daddy…I am wet for you.” “You have been like this for a week, haven’t you? Needy little thing, waiting for Dad’s fucking touch, hnn?” I screamed when he pinched my nipple through the shirt, my back arching. “Daddy…”

The first new Daddy was Adrian, a tall, commanding lawyer in his mid-40s with a silver tongue and a reputation for control. His introduction happened in a private suite at a downtown hotel. Liam watched from the corner as Adrian took me slow and deep on the king-sized bed, his thick cock stretching me in ways that made me moan like a whore. He fucked me with controlled dominance, his hands pinning my wrists above my head while he whispered filthy praise in my ear. I came twice before he filled me, and Liam reclaimed me immediately after, fucking me hard while Adrian watched with dark approval. The second new Daddy was Theo, a young, athletic venture capitalist with a massive cock and endless

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