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PLEASE DADDY ,DONT STOP 5

Author: Queen Flora
last update publish date: 2026-06-26 21:03:20

Chapter 5:

Don’t Stop Please!

Lucian’s eyes darkened with renewed hunger as I whispered my plea against his chest. “Please, Daddy… I need more.” He lifted me effortlessly into his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me down the hallway to the master bedroom. The spacious room featured a massive bed with crisp dark sheets and those same floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering Los Angeles skyline. He laid me down gently at first, but the tenderness vanished as soo
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