* Please Daddy
Picked her up again.
And stepped into the bath.
Water sloshed around my calves.
Steam wrapped around us.
I sat down with her in my lap, her body soft and warm, chest pressed to mine, legs straddling me..
And my c**k?
Still hard.
Still angry.
Still f*****g ready.
She tried to shift away.
I didn’t let her.
“Daddy-please-it’s too much…”
“No,”
I breathed, guiding the head of my c**k to her ruined hole.
“It’s not enough. Not until you scream so loud the neighbors call the cops. Not until you pass out in my arms with your cunt still twitching and leaking my cum.”
I slammed up into her.
She shrieked.
Her head dropped to my shoulder. Her nails carved down my chest. Her p***y locked up around me like it was about to snap.
But I didn’t stop.
I gripped her ass and bounced her on my c**k.
The bath splashed around us.
Water spilled onto the tiles.
Her moans echoed off the marble walls like a f*****g prayer.
“Say it,”
I growled, biting her ear.
“Say what you are.”
“I-I’m-f**k-I’m Daddy’s fucktoy-“
“Louder.”
“I’M YOUR FUCKTOY-PLEASE-DADDY-I CAN’T…
“You can.”
I grabbed her throat. f****d up into her like the savage I was.
Her t**s bounced against my chest. Her body melted. Her voice broke into sobs.
I held her.
Please Daddy f****d her.
Praised her.
Ruined her.
Until she wasn’t just wet from the water anymore.
Until her eyes rolled back and her nails left bloody marks on my skin.
Until my c*m flooded her again and she slumped forward, shaking, whimpering, whispering my name like a prayer she’d never forget.
And I smiled.
Because she’d never belong to anyone else now.
Not after this.
Not after me.
Not after Daddy.
Squirt On My Face Prince
Squirt On My Face Princess18
**Damon**
She was so warm.
So soft.
So wrecked.
I’d watched her fall asleep with my c*m leaking down her thighs. I’d dried her off with my own hands. Held her until the tremors slowed and her breath went soft against my chest.
But I couldn’t sleep.
Not with her scent in my lungs.
Not with her cunt still twitching around nothing.
Not with my c**k hard again, laying thick and angry against her ass like it missed her already.
I couldn’t help it.
Not when she looked like that.
Naked. Flushed. Legs parted in her sleep.
A ruined little girl who’d let me f**k her throat, her p***y, her soul..and still begged for more.
So I slid back in.
Carefully.
Slow.
Buried the tip of my c**k into her warm, soaked cunt while she slept, and watched her face twitch from the stretch.
She moaned in her sleep.
Tried to shift.
But I grabbed her hips. Kept her still. Pulled her ass back until I was halfway in.
And f**k, the feeling…
She was still wet.
Still swollen.
Still leaking with every inch I gave her.
My breath caught in my throat.
Her walls gripped me like they remembered me.
Like they’d been waiting.
I pushed deeper.
And deeper.
Squirt On My Face Princes
And deeper.
Until I was buried to the base.
My c**k stretching her open all over again.
And that’s when she woke up.
Her eyes flew open.
Her breath caught.
Her mouth opened in a soft little gasp-
“D-Daddy…”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.