Daddy Dearest Fnf Romane & Geschichten

They don’t need to bear my pain too. “Daddy, where mommy?” Deacon crawls into my lap and snuggles into my chest. “She always gims us kisses in da morning.”. I look into his wide hazel eyes, so much like Declan’s, and so innocent I physically ache inside. I purr for him, nuzzling my chin into his soft hair, and he melts into me even further. Over his head, I catch sight of Kellan, standing sentry over his brother, his little arms crossed and a glare boring into me.

nngh,' she groaned around it, sucking the head clean, bobbing shallowly as he stroked her hair. 'Good... now finish that breakfast. Gotta keep your strength up for round two.' He tucked himself away temporarily, settling beside her again, watching as she picked up the fork, eating the rest of the eggs and fruit, her body still trembling, cum trickling from her ass. Between bites, soft moans escaped—'Mmm... thank you, Daddy'—the warmth of food and his gaze making her feel cherished in her degradation.

Elena exclaimed, her face bright red. Katty just blinked her eyes innocently. "Why, Mommy? I saw on TV that if a good uncle comes often and brings gifts, he usually becomes the new Daddy!" Delya, who didn’t fully understand, exclaimed, "Yes! Uncle Nathan is so nice! He could be our new Daddy, right, Mommy?" Nathan felt his body stiffen. He didn’t know how to respond. Elena, whose face was now even redder, hurriedly waved her hand. "No, no, no! Uncle Nathan is just Mommy's friend! He's not your new Daddy!"

As if sensing my presence, Finn pauses, his back going straight as he lifts his head and turns around slowly. His intense gaze meets mine, making my breath hitch. Finn trails his eyes up and down my body, his nostrils flaring as he takes in my outfit. He stalks toward me, the predatory look in his eyes making my core throb painfully. If I were standing in front of anyone else in nothing more than a button-down shirt, I’d be mortified. But Finn always makes me feel like the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. It makes me want to show him more. “Goddamn, babygirl,” my Daddy growls, the sound vibrating through me and making me whimper. “Jesus, do you have any idea what seeing you in my clothes

Fendy murmured with a confident smile. "Daddy is smart."

Personal attendant Dane walked in and sighed, "I didn't realize that after not seeing her for a few years, Mrs. Hahn gave birth to two children, alas, life is fickle..." Elon raised his head and looked at him with a cold gaze. Dane panicked and bowed his head, not daring to say anything more. "Go find out who the father of the children is." Elon always felt that those two children had good genes, their father shouldn't be an ordinary country bumpkin... ------------ Chapter 39: A Fickle Life On the way home, Jenna praised Oliva, "You did the right thing today, i.e. protecting your sister and keeping your wits about you, Mommy is proud of you!"

Falcone smiled, “You really deserve to be the QUeen of this world.” “QUeen or not but a human.” she pinched his nose. “You are Cute!” she giggled “I am anything but CUTE Darling! I would prefer Daddy!” “Yuck! You are not Robin Dad, why should I call you Daddy!” Falocne’s eyes widened “Not like that. Call me Daddy..in a steamy sadomasochistic way!”he husked and her breath struck. He put his thumb on her lower lip and rubbed it. Their eyes met. Falocne was already head over heels for Nandini.

“Oh, Daddy. Timothy. My Daddy.” He pulls my head back just a bit and kisses me. “My little girl.” And I am. I’m his little girl and I will be the best little girl who has ever lived because there is no doubt in my mind Timothy is the best possible Daddy. EPILOGUE I can’t believe how wonderful things are for Brittney now, and I’m just thrilled that she’d finally out from under that jerk’s thumb. That would be enough but she’s also got such a hunk for a boyfriend! I’m a little jealous about that, actually. I'm only a little jealous, though, because there’s nothing better than seeing my friend safe and happy. She’s talked to me about how she calls her man Daddy and how he protects her like she’

Samantha smiled, "If Mommy marries Godfather, he can be your daddy! Do you like Godfather? Do you want him to be your daddy?" Hearing this, Charlotte's eyes sparkled. "Can Godfather really be my daddy?" Samantha nodded gently. With her confirmation, Charlotte couldn't contain her joy. She nodded vigorously, banging her small head. "I want it! Godfather is really good to me. He buys a lot of delicious things for me to eat. I like him the most. I want Godfather to be my daddy... This way, I'll be a child with a daddy too..." Her greatest desire was for her daddy to always be by her side. Especially after seeing her brother find his daddy, this feeling became even stronger.

“Forget all that happened; I am your uncle, old enough to be your father.” She moved closer to me again, swinging her hand around my neck, her fingers combing through my beard once again. “Can I call you daddy?” It was like that word ‘daddy’ broke every force that was fighting back my desires before. I circled my hand around her waist, cupped her face, and claimed her lips as though it were rightfully mine.