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My Step Daddy Is My Lover

My Step Daddy Is My Lover

5.0

Welcome guys in 2nd part of MY STEP DADDY. if you are new you need to read first part MY STEP DADDY. Mature content 18+ "Daddy…." She moaned clenching my hair, arching her back giving me more of her nipples. I took her areola in my mouth sucking hard like a baby starving for milk. I was starving for her milk making her nipples bloody red I dragged my mouth giving her wet kisses. I make sure her whole body covered with my marks. All red and purple marks of my passionate love for her. She was moaning, Her erotic breath and my groan filled the room.I lash out my beast on her. I was rock and hard to enter inside her. "Daddy Please" She begged her face was flashed, Her cheeks were pinky like her name. "Rose promise me, you won't leave me" I asked entering inside her. "Yes daddy…I won't…" She said digging her nail in my back. "I love you princess…" I said thrusting inside her. It feel like heaven, Her pussy my heaven. "I love you daddy…." She moaned coming on me and I thrusted fastest speed like if I stopped she will vanished beneath me. "Princess where our baby…" I asked coming inside her. Her whole body frozen beneath me. I saw tear rolling down in corner of her eyes getting invisible in her hair. "Baby…" I asked and she broke into loud sob. "What happened" She cried giving me hard glare like I am the person in this world she hated most. The eyes holding so much love for me was replaced with hatred. "Baby.." I asked trying to give her hugged but she vanished beneath me before whispering " I Hate You daddy"

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Family's Dark Secret

Family's Dark Secret

5.0

I just received my SAT scores. Top percentile. A golden ticket to an Ivy League and a desperate escape from my perpetually unsettling family life. But at dinner, even a hint of my triumph was met with a cold, disgusted stare from my father. He snarled, accusing me of insensitivity towards my “struggling” cousin, Jessica—his latest obsession—then banished me to our stifling, dusty basement “to reflect.” A severe asthmatic, I quickly realized Jessica had deliberately sealed the tiny window, knowing the heat and dust would trigger an attack. My frantic pleas for help and my life-saving inhaler were met with mocking laughter from upstairs as my parents drove away, leaving me to suffocate. Every desperate attempt to call 911 or my grandma was mysteriously disconnected or sent back as a fake "pocket dial"—Jessica had intercepted and sabotaged my only lifelines, even bribing our housekeeper to ensure I wouldn't be helped. How could my own parents so readily believe her lies and abandon me to such a cruel fate? The chilling realization that a deliberate murder attempt was unfolding, orchestrated by my cousin and enabled by my family, was a betrayal deeper than the suffocating darkness around me. Yet, through sheer defiance, I clawed my way back from the brink of death, miraculously receiving new lungs. And when I finally walked out of the hospital, I knew my true fight had just begun. Jessica’s reign of terror was over. The truth would come out, and I would finally reclaim my life.

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