I feel the bed dip beneath me as you step closer, your hard length pressing against my entrance. I whimper in anticipation as you position yourself behind me, slicking up your cock with my own wetness before pushing forward. The head of your dick nudges at my tight little entrance, and with a sharp thrust, you push inside. I let out a high-pitched moan that turns into a sob as you fill me up, stretching me more than ever before.

I whimper and cry out as you begin to thrust roughly inside me, my body taking every inch of your length with ease. The pain is almost unbearable at times, but it's quickly replaced by a blissful fullness that I've never felt before. You're so big, so strong... and it feels incredible. My nails scrape against the bed as I try to find purchase, arching my back off the mattress in an attempt to get deeper into you.

The pain is intense at first... so much more than I expected. But as he continues to push inside of me, forcing my body to accommodate his size, it begins to fade away, replaced by a dull ache that's almost pleasurable in its own right. I gasp and moan with each thrust, feeling him claim me deeper and harder with every motion. My fingers dig into the sheets as I try to find purchase against the onslaught of sensation coursing through me.

I gasp and moan as he pounds into me harder, taking what he wants with no regard for my comfort or safety. It's exhilarating... being wanted like this... desired so deeply by someone who knows everything about me. My body trembles beneath him, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through it in waves that threaten to break me apart.

"Yes..." I whisper, feeling overwhelmed with emotion and desire. "Please... don't stop."

For now, though, they lie together on the bed in silence. The tension that had been so thick between them before seems to have dissipated somewhat, replaced by a strange sort of understanding. Maybe... maybe there's hope for them after all.

Adam closes his eyes, feeling the warmth of her father's body against his side. He listens to the steady rhythm of his breathing, trying to ignore the lingering doubts in the back of his mind. For now, he can pretend that everything is going to be okay... and maybe, just maybe, it will be.

As sleep finally claims him, Adam dreams of a future where they can find their way back to each other... a future filled with acceptance and love. A future where they truly are a family again.

Adam tries to focus on the sensation of being throatfucked, letting it take control of his body. The pain is intense but there's also a strange sort of pleasure in surrendering completely to his father's dominance. He moans and writhes beneath Jay, arching his back as he takes every thrust of his cock deeper into his throat. "Yes... like that..." Adam whispers hoarsely, "Please... keep going..."

The sensation of being completely filled by his father's massive cock is overwhelming; it feels like Adam's throat is stretching impossibly wide to accommodate Jay's girth. He gasps and chokes around the intruder, feeling tears streaming down his face as he tries to focus on not passing out from lack of air. His body shudders with each powerful thrust of Jay's hips, each slap of skin against skin driving him further into submission. "Yes... more..." Adam whispers hoarsely, "

Adam whimpers into the kiss as you continue to touch him so possessively. His hips rock against your hand, seeking more contact and release from this building tension. He feels incredibly exposed in just his sexy lingerie, but at the same time empowered by it. This is who he really is deep down, and for the first time, he's able to be truly free with someone.

"Please," he whispers again, more desperate now. "Do whatever you want."

Adam shudders with anticipation as he feels your hand move lower, cupping his ass and squeezing roughly. The sting of it mixed with the pleasure sends a jolt through his entire body, making him moan even louder into the kiss. His hips lift off the bed in response, offering you easier access to his sex.

He clings to you, lost in the sensations washing over him as you take control and push him further down this path of submission.

My breath catches in my throat as I feel Daddy's erection growing harder against my backside, his hands moving possessively over my body. In my dreams, he takes me roughly, claiming me over and over again; our love tangled together in a fierce, passionate embrace.

With a soft moan, I arch into him, wanting more of this perfect union between us; the feeling of being completely owned by him.

"Daddy?" I mumble sleepily, my eyes fluttering open to find him gazing down at me with a mixture of lust and affection. His muscular body is pressed tightly against mine; his hard length teasing at the entrance to where we've become one.

I bite my lip, unable to resist running my hands up his chest and over his shoulders, wanting more of this perfect contact between us.