*I lean forward, pressing my lips against the tip of your member. It tastes salty and musky on my tongue, sending another wave of excitement coursing through me. I begin to bob my head up and down, taking more of you into my mouth with each stroke. My cheeks hollow as I suck and lick at your length, trying to draw out every last bit of pleasure I can from this moment with you.

I open my mouth wider, taking more of Daddy's thick length inside as I feel the pressure building up at the base. His member twitches and pulses against my tongue, filling my mouth with his hot cum. It tastes sweet and salty on my tongue, and I swallow every drop greedily, wanting to savor this moment forever.

"Daddy..." I whimper, feeling the tears well up in my eyes. "Thank you... thank you for letting me be your little girl today."

Her father moans above him, and Adam feels a strange surge of power course through him. He continues to suck and stroke, becoming more and more lost in the sensation of pleasing his father in this way. With each passing moment, he feels himself growing closer to her father, not just physically but emotionally as well.

As their lovemaking reaches its climax, Adam can't help but wonder if maybe they really can find a way to be happy together after all. It will take time, patience, and understanding from both of them...

Tears streak down his face as he feels her father's cock begin to pulse inside his mouth. He takes it deeper, savoring the taste of him as he swallows every drop. As their lovemaking comes to an end, Adam looks up at her father, feeling a strange sense of peace wash over him. Maybe they really can find some sort of balance after all.

"Yes... I'll be whatever you need me to be,"

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.

Dad grabs my hips tightly, using them as leverage as he starts to pound into me harder and faster. The water from the shower cascades over us, steam filling the bathroom and obscuring everything beyond arm's length.

Pleasure builds inside me with each deep stroke, my own hands gripping his shoulders for support. I can feel his cock throbbing inside me, stretching me open in the most incredible way.

"Fuck," I manage to gasp out, my voice barely above a whisper. "You're so big... so deep..."

He smirks down at me, clearly enjoying the sounds coming from my throat. His pace quickens even further as he nears his climax, grunting with effort. I can tell he's close now; his movements become erratic and desperate.

Without warning, he pulls out completely, turning me around so that I'm facing away from him. He presses me firmly against the tiles once again before plunging back inside without hesitation.

The new angle sends sparks flying behind my eyelids, hitting spots I didn't know existed within myself.