Daddy From Hell の小説・ストーリー

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

His eyes were locked on Leo’s face, on his tear-streaked, desperate expression. "You look so fucking pretty like this," Daddy grunted, his breathing growing ragged. "On your knees, collared and crying for my cock. This is where you belong." Leo watched, mesmerized, as Daddy’s hand flew over his shaft. He could see the muscles in his stomach tensing, the heavy tightening of his balls. He knew what was coming. "Open your mouth," Daddy commanded, his voice a strained, guttural bark. "Stick out your tongue. Don't you dare fucking spill a drop."

"You're being such a good girl for Daddy, baby. Daddy's sorry he has to... ah! That I have to fuck you so hard. Fuck, baby, your pussy feels so good!" "Fuck... fuck.... tell me... oh God... tell me you love me, Daddy." "I do love you, angel, more than anything." "OH FUCK DADDY, I'M GOING TO CUM!" "Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for Daddy!"

I ask him hoping it's something fun and not one of his crazy requests, last time he called me down to hell was to spend time with him, to drink hot cocoa and watch the new movie together and spend time together. "He needs the both of us, something related to work," daddy answers me starting to get a bag ready for the two of us, although we got everything we need back in hell, we still pack some of our things to take with us. "You ready?" he asks me, and I just nod, I didn't do anything, I was dressed for the day, I could go as I'm, no need to change my clothes or really get ready, we're going to hell after all.

"Shoot all of your cum here daddy, let me swallow it all." "Daddy", he grunts, "I like that" he says before holding my neck and shoving his length all the way through, so when he shoots his cum, it goes straight through my throat. I can feel the warmth go all the way down. When he's done, I raise my hand to feel my already expanded throat. "Now get out! I've got work", he commands without giving me time to recover and without any words of complaint, I crawl my way out to the couch in the living room.

“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 dropped the bombshell and hazel eyes raked hot fingers on my skin. Liquid anger trickled into my brain, and my nails dug into the inside of my hand, drawing blood from small crescent holes. "My belief is he is not alone. He has somebody in the background who is prompting him to do his dirty work'' Dada continued, "How much money is gone?" Daddy asked not looking up from his phone. A robotic 'sweet' trickled out of his speaker, and I almost reached into my chest and dug out my heart at the idea of him playing Candy Crush right now.

"Only if it's as big and juicy as yours, daddy... Ooooooh... I'm gonna cum... Fuck me hard, daddy. Make your baby girl cum again!" Danielle massaged her clit even harder. Daddy squeezed her tits tight. He slammed his shaft inside her hungry hole as hard and as fast as he could go. Then Danielle cried out loud, a high-pitched sound of unabashed passion. As her cunt contracted hard around his cock, daddy shoved himself as deep as he could and groaned out loud as he shot his heavy load into his daughter's womb.

“Daddy… he’s watching… oh god, I’m so full—your cock and the ice… I can’t—fuck—” “Yeah, baby girl?” Dante rasped, leaning over me so his broad chest pressed hot and heavy against my back. He angled the phone lower, giving Victor an even better view of his thick cock stretching my pussy wide open. “You like knowing my father is watching you get fucked like a dirty little whore? You like showing off how well you take Daddy’s cock while he watches every thrust?” “Yes—yes, Daddy,” I sobbed, pushing back desperately to meet every brutal thrust, my voice cracking. “I love it… I’m your little slut… fuck me harder while he watches—please, I want him to see how deep you go—”