Novel & Cerita Dirty Daughter

Catherine's legs were getting weaker; after learning the truth and the evidence she had seen from Svarga and Liam, the woman also received news from Josh that Dhira almost attempted suicide by drinking all of her father's medicine when she had the chance. Now Dhira is in a weak condition; her fingernails and toenails are blue, and her lips are pale with reddish dry corners. Dhira is still seriously dehydrated; her stomach also looks very flat and has lots of scars.

She pushed me until I rolled onto my back and then broke away from our kiss, sitting up in the bed. I watched as my daughter shrugged the rest of the way out of her dress, pulling her bare arms free. Then she reached toward me and started ripping at my clothes. She seemed desperate to get me naked, so I helped her. My shirt was first, followed shortly by my sweatpants. My cock sprang free and Livvy squealed in aroused delight when she saw it. Then she whispered, "You shaved, daddy!" A huge smile split her face in two and then she proceeded to climb on top of me, straddling me. My staff slid up along the crack in her ass.

She unzips my pants and begins tugging at my pants trying to free me from them. "Take these off," Kat demands. I unbutton my shirt and remove it. I push up her skirt and rub her wet panties. "Somebody is wet," I say to her. "Yeah, and somebody is about to be pissed if you don't fuck her," Kat says. "So frustrated," I say as i slide her panties to the side and dip my finger into her. I go down on her. I begin licking her inner thighs, the outside of her panties, everything except her juicy pussy.

The moon was shining brightly on this particular night, though. Then suddenly there was a loud crying voice of a girl, this was heard all around the village. She was wearing a short mid-length white frock, which was covered in blood. Its red liquid dying the once beautiful cloth a deep red. Along with that, her long wavy hair and her bright emerald eyes are covered with tears. Her dress is mostly ripped, the rest being bloody. She is Zia. Zia is a 10-year-old mute girl living with her single mother.

(Sapphire Daniel Miller) I walk fastly and covering the distance between the lawn to the wedding hall. The first person who met me is Doll; Dhani (Davis's daughter). Dhani see me and literally jumped on me I laugh and engulf her small body in my arms. I laugh and look at her big eyes. Doll is growing up so fast. She is seventeen years old and looking beautiful with her dimples. She is wearing an Indian dress, pink colour long skirt with long scarf. Everything was pink and I scrunch my nose. Girls and their fetish on colour pink.

she whispers, voice hoarse. “Dirty girl.” I smile, dark and hungry. “Now lie back. Mommy’s going to touch you.” Lila spreads her legs immediately. Her pussy is flushed dark pink, clit peeking out, slick shining all over her thighs. I slide two fingers through her folds—fuck, she’s even wetter than Mia. Hotter. Softer. I circle her clit slowly, teasing. “This what you wanted when you called me Mommy downstairs?” She nods frantically. “Yes… please…”

Teamwork makes the dream work. Unlocking the door, I walk out and the scene that greets me makes me stop in my tracks. Oh Goddess, the smell is horrendous. Walking towards Titus, who is standing over the baby changing unit, he is armed with wipes and a clean nappy. Dahlia is kicking her legs, and she is covered in poop. Groaning, I access the situation. Yeah, she has made a mess, but she seems happy to be kicking poop at her daddy. Taking the wipes from him. I get to work cleaning her off. Titus is standing, passing me what I ask for. It is like an operation.

dhiren is talking to her I took lamb inside the room and laid her on bed as per my order five female doctors and four nurses came a doctor said "we need to clean her body first because this mud can create infection on her wounds" I can't leave my lamb alone head maid said "I will take care of her you go wait outside" I'm trembling to leave her but still I went outside tears are flowing from my eyes without my concern