You Yo Daddy's Son Novels & Stories

Chapter Seventy eight: I have a daddy! ZOEY WHITE Liam slammed into Killian's legs at full speed and Killian reached down and scooped him up in one arm and settled him on his hip and his free hand came up to ruffle Liam's hair. He looked at me over our son's head and the warmth in his eyes was so real and so soft that for one terrible second I forgot I hated him. "Yeah‚ buddy." His voice was rough. "I'm your daddy. You happy about that?"

"Daddy, please let me come. I'll be a good girl for you." Michele lifted his head from her breast, his eyes meeting hers. The raw hunger in his gaze made her tremble. "You look so fucking beautiful when you beg!" he murmured, his voice dark with satisfaction. His fingers slowed, stroking her inner walls with maddening gentleness. "Tell me who you belong to, babygirl." "You," Anny gasped without hesitation. "I belong to you, daddy." "And Adriano?" The question caught her off guard, but she was too far gone to lie, too consumed by need to pretend.

I moaned, my brain completely hypnotized by the thick cock in my pussy, making every other worry fade completely in the background of my filthy mind. He slapped my bare ass, the sound echoing in the empty walls. “Say it again,” “Daddyyy,” I managed to speak, my breath was completely stuck in my throat. “Fuck me daddyyyy….” He slammed his cock harder inside me. “I’m your daddy, huh?” “Yes daddy,” His breath grazed against my ears, sending me to a world I had never really been. “Then why did you let my son fucking hold my own property in public.”

I am already thinking that you're my son. ​"But, if you were my Dad, I would hate you. Like, literally. Daddy Jaydee is the best, can't replace him, sigh!"

Finally, his father asked with a gentle smile, “Does Lucy want you back?” Kelly was left speechless. He looked everywhere but at his father’s face, which he avoided. After a moment, he mumbled, “Dad, if you let her go, she’ll probably agree to get back with me.” Mr. Andrew, unfazed, resumed his ironing, seemingly uninterested in his son’s emotional outburst. Kelly stood awkwardly, waiting for some kind of response. When none came, frustration bubbled over, and he yelled, “Dad, you’re way older than Lucy! You’re just wasting her youth!”

I was shaking, sobbing with pleasure, “Goddamn, listen to you—screaming for Daddy’s cum like the campus slut you are. My son’s texting you right now and you’re creaming all over his father’s cock—fuck, I’m right there—gonna breed this tight pussy—gonna knock you up on my desk—take it, baby—TAKE DADDY’S LOAD!” He slammed in to me last time and exploded. “Fuuuuck—I’m cumming—Daddy’s cumming so hard inside you—feel that, princess?

Dear Daddy Introduction: HE: a divorcee and has a son, who's in love with her.... SHE: young with some struggles in life and in a relationship with his son... But what will happen when the father of the son starts to show affection for her as well, who will she choose? Stay with the son or with Daddy!? Follow the love, passion, desire and heartbreak and drama of Sarah, Liam and his father Riley *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#*

The silhouette of a person could be seen vaguely, and Dickson got up to run to the door shouting, “Dad! Farris Townsend is out, right!?” “Stop calling random people dad.” When a disdainful voice answered Dickson, the latter froze with bulging eyes. Cayden, who had thoroughly given up hope, snapped his head up in ecstasy when he heard the voice. His breath caught in his throat as he sprang up and stared at the three people by the door. Kayson turned to ask, “Mr. Yost, is this your son?” Bryson was disdainful. “I’d have killed myself if I had a son like this! Embarrassing!”

Niyakap niya ulit ang anak para pakalmahin ito. “Shh. Mommy's here.” Tumango ito at mas nagsumiksik. “Tito Yael helped me.” Umiiyak nitong sabi.

“You decide what to do with me, Daddy.” “Son of a bitch, I’m going to hell for loving that name so much.” Eyes squeezed shut, he groans through a curse. “Just let me grind myself on you, angel baby, please. That’s all I need. A grind on that little white bikini strip. Knowing it’s wet for me is going to make this fast—ahhhhh shit, it’s already coming, angel baby. I’m already coming just dry fuckin’ your pretty pussy. It’s too young, but God help me, just wiggle it a little. Pout that bottom lip and wiggle around. I’m going to jizz right here in my shorts. Jesus Christ!”