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SIX HOURS WET FOR DADDY 2šŸ’¦

Author: Dan Noir
last update publish date: 2026-04-07 15:57:09

CHAPTER 2 – Good Girl

The second ā€œDaddyā€ slipped from my lips, the air in the tent grew thick and electric.

His dark eyes lit with raw hunger. That slow, predatory smile curved deeper as he moved in, one hand sliding around the back of my neck, thumb brushing my jaw like he already owned me.

ā€œGood girl,ā€ he murmured, voice low and rough, velvet over gravel. ā€œKnew you’d make the right choice.ā€

He turned me smoothly, pressing my back to his chest. His free hand trailed down my body, cupping my br
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