Your Dear Daddy The Series Novels & Stories

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Daddy, I am cumming!” “Me too, son! Daddy is cumming on your tight pussy! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” And as they both reached their destination. Damon is still knocking on the gates of heaven again and again. “Fuck! Daddy is coming again, son! Ohhhhhhhh!” a

He said and I nodded with tears in my eyes. I still felt so proud of myself and him calling me a good girl made my stomach tighten with pleasure. "I'm going to start moving now..." Daddy whispered on my ears and I grabbed him more tightly. "Daddy... Please, let me get a bit more used to you..." My words came out in a moan just as Grayson approached us. Luxuria daddy didn't protest. Instead he reached a hand down to my clit and began to draw circles on my clit and Grayson daddy soon took a tit into his mouth too.

I'm not innocent, I already killed someone before but I'm trying my best to be clean as much as possible. "Just fucking do your thing and meet me here at the hotel that I'm staying. Find where in hell the Maxwell is hiding right now." I said and immediately hung up on him because I don't want to hear him laughing at my frustrations. I quickly put on my boxer brief, my plain-white shirt, and my pants. I looked at my reflection in front of the full-length mirror and I couldn't help but gasp when I saw the bruised on the side of my neck, it was all my father's fault. We're doing a sparring yesterday and he was a bit aggressive that I thought he forgot that I'm still a fucking human and not the

“Claire,” “Down Stacey’s throat. Damn, she is such a bitch. Fucking a friend’s man? That’s a bitch move.” I couldn’t reply. I was barely listening to Claire. The front door was opened, and her father was standing in the narrow hallway in all his glory. He had a shirt on this time, but I still found myself tongue-tied, staring at him like a deer in headlights. He had a frown on his face, the same frown he always had on TV. I took in his beautiful features–strands of his beautiful raven black hair hung over his face, framing his haughty green eyes and that beautiful chiselled jaw.

"Right! Thanks, man. I love you." He hurriedly hung up and burst out of his room, his heart pounding with resolve. Opening the door, he wanted to go to the kitchen, but then voices coming from his dad's room attracted his attention. He froze and then turned toward the door. "Do you like the way daddy is fucking you, huh?" "Yes, aaahh! I love it, you are so big, harder!!" The familiar voices made Kelly's face turn pale. He staggered backward in shock, and the pain he felt at that moment made him want to go crazy.

I say. Daddy buries his hard cock into me. He holds on to my ass as he thrusts into me. My walls tingle around his hardness. He feels so good as he fucks me. Daddy slows down, almost stopping. He smacks my ass again, and I moan louder than before. “Will you cum for me, baby girl?” Daddy asks. “Yes, daddy, I will cum for you,” I say.

None of them held warmth. When the session ended, the photographer showed them a selection of images on a small screen. Gregory scrolled through them slowly. In every frame he looked happier than he had in years. The man in those photographs was not the distant husband who slept in the guest room or the son who braced himself before every family dinner with the Thorntons. That man was a father. A partner. Whole. “I’ll take them all,” he said. Dorcas looked at him, surprised. “All of them?”

I laugh at her shocked face. "It's been fifteen years since we last met Deaconess Patricia... It is a wonder you still remember me" Dad says his tone dripping of sarcasm. "I....." "I couldn't pay you a visit after your gruesome murder of my wife... As if that wasn't enough you even wiped off my daughter's memory and sold her off" "What did you do to Corey?" She asks her lips shaking. Dad laughs and presses his lips together before placing his fingers between then and blows. Immediately the door opens and two men enter pushing Corey, Ryder and Sandy to their knees in our middle.

“Honey what's wrong?“Darlene squatted in front of him, I advanced towards them so that I could find out what was really going on. “Mommy, someone called our phone, he said D—Daddy isn't my real daddy, M—mummy, Wh— who is my daddy?“ Drake mumbled.

daddy defends me petting my back, I felt the urge to cry, and maybe shit my pants. "She's only a baby Trent," the lord of hell growls defending me, things got quiet after that, for a couple of minutes before I felt a new presence behind my back, daddy went down to his knee as Trent did, it was hard to hide behind him now, especially that I know who's behind me now. "Calesti," the king of hell sings my name out, I turned to him with teary eyes and red cheeks. "Such a beautiful baby," he says wiping my tears away.