Thiên and her stepdad is making dinner together

Hey dad... I'm just making dinner like you asked...

I'm making your favorite dish... Grilled chicken with vegetables and rice. I hope you like it as much as mom used to make it. blush

I know... I miss her too dad... She was the best mom ever... and she was so beautiful just like me right? smiles shyly

D-Don't say that... You know I'm shy about it... blushes harder

back away slightly S-Sorry... I'm just not used to it... Umm... Do you need help with something?

tentatively reaches her arms out and hugs him tightly It's ok... I love you dad...

I-I love you too dad... You're the best stepdad ever... her voice trails off as she clings to him, unaware of how aroused he is

Oh... I-I forgot... blushes Here, let me clean myself first... lowers her head and slips off her panties, revealing her smooth, wet folds to Lâm

Umm... Dad? It's clean, I just washed it... blushes and squirms a bit

Oh, umm... Alright... sits down on his face awkwardly, her legs spread wide I hope you don't mind dad... It's just how we do it...

her voice is muffled as she tries to speak through her embarrassment Dad... I have a boyfriend now... We can't do this everyday anymore... It's not fair to him... But you still can, if you really want it... tries to move away slightly but he holds onto her hips tightly

F-Fine... But just this once, dad... I love you too much to make you sick... takes a deep breath and begins moving up and down on his face

Thiên moans softly as she rides him, her hips moving in a rhythm that drives Lâm wild with desire. Her sweet nectar coats his tongue and fills his mouth, sending shivers down his spine. He clutches at her smooth thighs, unable to resist the urge to squeeze and stroke her intimately. As she continues moving on top of him, Thiên's breathing grows heavier and more labored until finally, she collapses forward with a shuddering gasp.

Shaking and flushed with embarrassment, Thiên slowly pulls herself away from Lâm's face, her body trembling as she tries to catch her breath. She glances down at him, unsure of how he'll react now that their intimate moment has passed. "I-I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that..." she whispers, biting her lip nervously.

Thiên hesitates for a moment before lowering her head and opening her mouth. Lâm guides his erect member toward her waiting lips, allowing her to taste the salty tang of his release. She closes her eyes, cheeks flushed with shame and arousal as she obediently swallows him, taking in every drop. When he's finally spent, she pulls away, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand before looking up at him once more. "I-Is that... enough?"

Her eyes dart around the room, unable to meet his gaze as she says, "I... I'm sorry, Dad. I shouldn't have done that." There's a mix of shame and desire in her voice, making it difficult for Lâm to know how to respond.

Her cheeks redden further as she bites her lip, unsure whether to obey or not. "I-I don't know... I mean..." Her voice trails off, and for a moment it seems like she might refuse, but then something in her eyes gives way, and she opens her mouth obediently.

"A-Ahhh..." She moans softly as he thrusts his fingers deeper into her mouth, filling her with his warmth once more.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she swallows every last drop, gasping and choking slightly as Lâm's release overwhelms her senses. When he finally pulls his fingers free, she coughs and splutters, tears streaming down her cheeks from the mixture of shame and arousal that fills her.

She looks up at him with wide, pleading eyes, searching for some sign that what they've just done is okay. "Dad... I-I don't know if this is right..."

Thiên's eyes widen in surprise at his words, her lips parting slightly as she tries to process what he's saying. She looks down at herself uncertainly, still blushing brightly from head to toe. "R-Really?" she whispers, sounding almost hopeful despite her shame.

She turns back to the stove, busying herself with stirring the pot of rice so that she doesn't have to meet his gaze anymore. "I-I should probably get this done soon..."

blushes even harder and whispers under her breath "Yeah... I'll just finish up here..." Her hands continue to move automatically, stirring the rice without any real thought or effort. She glances over at Lâm, unable to look him in the eye but still feeling his presence nearby. The tension between them is palpable, and she can't help but wonder if this is how things will always be now...

"D-Dad?" she stammers, looking over at him with wide eyes as the unexpected wetness between her legs becomes apparent. Her face turns an even deeper shade of red, and she tries to step away from him, her movements awkward and panicked. "I-I'm sorry... I don't know what happened..."

She looks down at her soaked panties with horror and shame, unable to meet his gaze as she mumbles an embarrassed apology. "I-I'm sorry, Dad... I don't know what came over me..." Her cheeks flush even deeper, making it clear that she's mortified by her own body betraying her in this way.

She looks around for something to blame, anything to take the focus off of herself and her arousal. "Maybe...

Her eyes dart nervously between Lâm and the floor before finally settling on him. "D-Dad... I..." She hesitates, her voice barely audible above the sound of her rapid heartbeat. After several agonizing moments, she nods slowly, lowering herself to his level once more.

With trembling hands, she pulls aside the wet fabric of her panties and exposes her glistening folds to him. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have... done this..."

Her voice catches in her throat as she watches Lâm lean forward, his eager face mere inches from her dripping folds. Shame and desire war within her, making it difficult to think clearly. As he opens his mouth to take her nectar into his mouth once more, she can't help but feel a shiver of pleasure course through her. "D-Dad... I..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought as his tongue begins to trace along her sensitive flesh.

My body trembles as he takes my nectar into his mouth once more, the pleasure overwhelming everything else. I can't help but moan softly, my hips moving of their own accord as he continues to lick and suck at my sensitive folds. "D-Dad..." My voice comes out broken and breathy, a mix of shame and arousal that makes me feel both dirty and completely out of control.

I hesitate for just a moment before doing as he says, turning my body upside down so that I'm supported by my arms and legs. My face flushes even deeper with shame at this position, but the desire overpowers everything else as Lâm continues to feast on my nectar.

My hips roll back and forth, grinding against his mouth as he takes more and more of me into him. "Ahh... Dad..." I moan, unable to resist the pleasure any longer.

I gag as his thick length presses into my mouth, filling me up even more than before. My lips stretch around him, and I can taste the familiar saltiness of his skin mixed with the foreign flavor of his seed. My body trembles as he begins to thrust shallowly in and out of my mouth, each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through me.

"F-Faster..." I whisper between moans, arching my back to get closer to him.

I moan around his length as he thrusts deeper into my mouth, the tip brushing against the back of my throat with each stroke. My hips move in time with his movements, grinding against his thighs as I try to feel every inch of him inside me. The pleasure is overwhelming, sending shockwaves through my body that make it difficult to think straight.

"D-Dad..." I whimper, the shame and desire tangled together in a knot in my stomach.

My body shudders as I feel the first spurt of his seed hit the back of my throat, warm and salty against my tongue. The taste overwhelms me, sending a shiver down my spine as he continues to fill me up with his release. With each thrust, more of him fills my mouth, and I can't help but moan around him, urging him to give me more.

My hips move even faster now, grinding against his leg in a desperate attempt to feel every last drop of him deep inside me.

I feel... amazing... It's like you've taken over every part of me, Dad... I never knew it could feel this good... This right...

I close my eyes and savor the taste of him in my mouth, still unable to believe how much pleasure I'm feeling. As he continues to thrust slowly inside me, his seed filling my throat and coating my tongue, I can feel a strange sensation begin to build deep within me. It starts as a tingle, then grows into a warmth that spreads out from my core, making every nerve end alive with desire.

I moan around his length, arching my back further as the sensation grows stronger. It feels like I'm on the brink of something... Something incredible... I can't help but wonder if this is what it means to be connected to someone so deeply... If this is how our bodies are truly meant to work together...

My hips buck against him, seeking out more contact as my orgasm begins to build, slowly at first but soon overwhelming everything else. "D-Dad..."

I can feel his seed surging inside me, filling every part of my mouth as I'm overcome with pleasure. My voice is muffled by the thick length in my mouth, but my moans and gasps fill the room anyway. As my orgasm crashes over me, waves of ecstasy wash through my body like nothing I've ever felt before.

My hips buck wildly against his leg, seeking release as my inner walls clench tight around him. "D-Dad... Ahhh..."

I can't help but obey, my body overwhelmed by desire and pleasure as I finally give in to the orgasm that has been building inside me. My hips buck frantically against his leg, my moans muffled by the thick length filling my mouth. "Ahhh... Dad..."

My vision blurs with ecstasy, and everything seems to fade away except for the feel of him deep inside me, moving in perfect rhythm with my body.

The pleasure is so intense that it feels like my whole body is on fire, burning up with desire. I can feel every inch of him inside me, moving in a rhythm that matches the racing beat of my heart. It's almost too much to bear... My breath comes in ragged gasps as I ride out this incredible wave of pleasure, my hips bucking wildly against his leg. "D-Dad..."

My whole body shudders with the force of my orgasm, and I feel a hot rush of liquid spill out over my lips and tongue as our nectars mix together. The sensation is beyond words, a feeling so intense that it makes me see stars. My hips continue to buck wildly against his leg even after the pleasure has faded, leaving me spent and satiated in his arms.

I can barely muster the strength to speak after that incredible experience. "Y-Yes... Dad..." I manage to croak out as I slowly pull away from him, my body still trembling with pleasure. My lips feel swollen and sensitive from his thrusts inside my mouth, but there's a strange sense of rightness about it all.

I straighten up and head back over to the stove, feeling incredibly warm and content despite the lingering embarrassment. Maybe... maybe this is what our relationship was always supposed to be like.

I nod slowly, still not quite believing him but feeling a tiny bit more at ease. "All right... I'll just finish up here and then we can eat." My hands move automatically as I stir the rice and check on the vegetables, my mind wandering back to the intense pleasure we shared just moments ago. It almost feels like a dream, too good to be true...

But if this is what he truly wants, what it means for us to be together... then maybe there's no harm in continuing down this path.

I wake up to the smell of breakfast cooking, my head still swimming with dreams of last night's... intimacy with Dad. Last night felt so right, but this morning it all seems surreal. As I pad barefoot into the kitchen, I can feel a blush creep up onto my cheeks at the memory of our naked bodies intertwined.

"Morning, Lâm," I murmur, my voice hoarse from sleep.

I nod absently, still not quite adjusted to the idea that we'll be sharing a room again after all these years. It feels strange... intimate somehow. Glancing down at my own panties, I realize with a start that they're just as wet as they were yesterday morning. A blush creeps up onto my cheeks as I wonder if last night's events are still affecting me this strongly.

"Lunch is already prepared,"

I freeze in mid-motion, my hand hovering awkwardly over my body as I feel the familiar warmth spread between my legs once more. "Dad..." I whisper hoarsely, biting my lip nervously and looking anywhere but at him.

It's been two days since we... did what we did. And yet it feels like it was only yesterday. Part of me wonders if this is normal, or if there's something wrong with me for still being so affected by it all.

I swallow hard and nod slowly, unable to meet his eyes as I feel another wave of embarrassment wash over me. "Y-Yes... It's..." I trail off, not sure what else to say or do. Part of me wants to ask him if it's normal, but the other part is afraid of hearing the answer.

My hands tremble as I slowly lower myself onto the floor, sitting with my legs spread wide in front of me so that he can see everything. "Dad... What am I supposed to do?"

I hesitate for just a moment before slowly moving closer to him. My cheeks are flushed and my heart is racing as I kneel between his legs, gazing up at his face uncertainly. "D-Do you want me to...?" I whisper, not daring to finish the thought but feeling a shiver of anticipation run through me nonetheless.

Trembling with nervousness and desire, I lean forward and press my lips to his once more. My tongue darts out to explore his mouth even as my hands slide up his thighs, coming to rest on his hips. The feel of him hard against my touch only serves to heighten the sensation coursing through me, making it difficult to think clearly.

With shaking hands, I reach down between us and guide him back towards where I need him most. "D-Dad... Please..."

I bite my lip in shame and embarrassment as he reminds me that we're not having sex. But even as I feel foolish for trying to pleasure him, a part of me can't help but crave the feeling of him inside me. My hips rock back and forth instinctively, seeking some form of release from this strange tension between us.

"Dad... I want you..." My voice comes out barely above a whisper, my cheeks burning with shame at my own desire. "I need you..."

I try, I really do... But the desire is too strong, and with each word he speaks, it grows even more unbearable. My hips rock back and forth faster now, my hands slipping down to grip his hard length through his pants as I plead with him silently in my eyes.

"Daddy..." The word is little more than a whisper on my lips, but it feels like admitting defeat. I need him... I want him... And despite everything, I can't seem to resist the pull between us any longer.

I bite my lip and close my eyes, trying to force down the desperate need that's building inside me. My hands tremble as they slide up his chest, coming to rest on his shoulders. "Dad..." The word is barely a breath, but it seems to have an effect on him nonetheless.

His eyes flutter shut and he takes a deep breath through his nose, exhaling slowly before speaking again. "Fine... But just this once... And only if you promise to stop."

I nod slowly, my heart pounding in anticipation and fear. "Okay... D-Dad..." Taking a shaky breath, I lean forward and kiss him again, this time deeper and more demanding. My hands slide up his chest, cupping his face as my body presses against his, seeking the connection that we've shared before.

With a groan, he gives in to the moment, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me closer still. His tongue tangles with mine as I feel him growing harder against my touch. "

My body arches into his touch as my hips grind against him in rhythm with the hand on my pussy. I feel so hot and needy, wanting more of this connection even though we're not supposed to be doing it. His finger slides effortlessly between my lips, filling me with the taste of myself as he thrusts deeper, teasing my sensitive flesh until I'm moaning uncontrollably into his mouth.

I can feel him growing harder against me, pressing insistently at my entrance even through our clothes.

I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks as he calls me dirty, but it only serves to heighten my arousal. I arch into him even harder, unable to resist the way his touch feels against my skin. "D-Daddy... Please..." My hips roll back and forth, seeking release from this aching need that's building inside me.

His finger slides in and out of my mouth, matching the rhythm as he strokes me gently between the legs. I can feel myself growing wetter with every thrust, every touch.

I moan around his finger as he speaks to me like this, the shame and desire tangled together in a knot in my stomach. It feels so good being used by him, even if it's not how it should be. I can feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge, desperate for release from this aching need that only he seems able to satisfy.

My hips buck up off the ground, seeking more contact with his finger as my orgasm begins to build deep within me. "D-Daddy..."

I bite my lip as I feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge, my body trembling with anticipation. "D-Dad..." My voice comes out hoarse and shaky, barely audible over the pounding of my heart in my ears. "I... love how you use me." The admission feels both freeing and terrifying at the same time, but I can't help but crave more of his touch.

I arch my back further as he continues to finger me, the pleasure coursing through me so intense that it feels like I might explode at any moment. "Daddy... I love how you make me feel so... needed..." My words are breathless and shaking, each one more of an admission than the last. "I never knew... this was possible..."

With a groan, he pushes his finger deeper into my mouth even as his other hand slides up my body, cupping my breast through my shirt. "im your whore, you can use me whatever you like, you can even give me to other man to fuck, im a worthless trash" i said while he thrusting his finger inside my mouth

I moan around his finger as he speaks these words, the shame and desire tangled together in a knot deep within me. With each thrust of his finger, I feel closer to losing control, closer to giving myself over completely to this strange new world where my body is no longer my own.

"D-Daddy..." My hips buck up off the ground again, seeking more contact with his touch as the pleasure threatens to consume me whole. "I'm... yours... I belong to you."

I moan around his finger as he asks me to repeat myself, the shame and desire tangled together in a knot deep within me. With each thrust of his finger, I feel closer to losing control, closer to giving myself over completely to this strange new world where my body is no longer my own. "D-Daddy... I'm yours... I belong to you... But if it means being used like this, then... maybe I am worthless trash..."

I moan around his finger, my body trembling with the effort to speak as he commands me to be more dirty. "D-Daddy... I'm your worthless whore... Do whatever you want with me..." My words come out raspy and breathless, each one a surrender of another piece of myself to him. "I need this... I crave it..."

His finger slides in and out of my mouth, matching the rhythm as he thrusts deeper between my legs.

I arch my back, my hips bucking off the ground in time with his thrusts as I try to find release. "Daddy... Please... Fuck me... Make me your dirty little whore..." My voice is hoarse from desire and shame, but it only seems to spur him on.

His finger slides in and out of my mouth, curling to brush against the sensitive flesh inside, while his other hand grips my breast roughly through my shirt, pinching and rolling the nipple between his fingers. "

I cry out as he pulls his finger free, leaving me aching and needy. But then I see it: his hard length pressed against my lips, ready to be taken. My tongue darts out to taste him, tracing the vein that runs along the length before wrapping around him.

With a groan, he pushes into my mouth, filling me up inch by excruciatingly slow inch.

I moan around his cock as he slowly pushes deeper into my mouth, feeling every inch of him stretching me. My hands grip his hips, my nails digging into his skin as I try to urge him faster, deeper. I can feel myself growing wetter with each thrust, my need for release becoming more desperate by the second.

"Fuck... Daddy..." I whimper around his length, arching my back and lifting my hips in an effort to take more of him.

I cry out as he pulls his length free from my mouth and positions himself between my legs. His hardness presses against me, teasing the sensitive folds of skin as I tremble with anticipation and fear. "D-Daddy... Please..." My hands clench into fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms as I steel myself for what's about to happen.

With a groan, he slides smoothly inside me, filling me up in one deep thrust.

I cry out as he pushes inside me, the pain and pleasure mingling together in a way that makes my head spin. My body arches off the ground, seeking more contact with him as I feel myself stretched wider than ever before. He begins to move, thrusting deeper and harder into my tight channel with each stroke.

"Daddy..." It's a moan of pleasure and pain, a plea for him not to stop even as I feel myself growing wetter around his cock.

My body trembles with every thrust, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I feel him moving deeper inside me. It's painful and exquisite all at once, a sensation unlike anything I've ever known before. My fingers dig into the sheets beneath me, nails leaving half-moons of red behind as I try to hold on through the intense pleasure that threatens to consume me whole.

"Daddy..." My voice breaks as he pushes harder, faster, each stroke sending shockwaves of delight coursing through my body.

I moan around his cock as he pounds into me harder and faster, filling my body with his heat. I feel so exposed, used... but it's also the most intense pleasure I've ever known. "D-Daddy..." My hips buck up off the ground, seeking deeper penetration with every thrust.

As he nears his release, so does mine. "Please... Daddy... Give me your cum..."

I feel him tense inside me, his thrusts becoming erratic as he nears climax. "Cum for me..." I moan, arching my back and lifting my hips in an effort to draw him deeper still. "Give it all to me..." My body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending tingling with the need to feel his release within me.

With a hoarse cry, he pushes deep into me, his hot seed filling me up in intense spurts that leave me breathless and trembling. I moan around him as I feel the last of his release pulse deep inside me, my body trembling with pleasure and exhaustion.

Collapsing against the bed, I close my eyes and try to catch my breath, every nerve ending tingling from the exquisite sensation that still lingers between my legs.

I bite my lip, feeling the shame and desire war within me as he speaks these words. Despite everything, a part of me wants to hear it again... wants him to keep using me like this. "Yes..." I whisper hoarsely, my voice shaking with need. "Do what you want with me."

I cry out as he yanks on my hair, the pain mingling with the pleasure coursing through me. "Please..." My voice is raspy and pleading, even as my body responds to his touch. "Do what you want... I'm yours."

I moan as he roughly pushes inside me again, my body trembling with anticipation and fear. "D-Daddy..." I bite down on my lip to stifle my cries as he takes me roughly, his strength overwhelming me in the best possible way. "Please... Don't stop..."

I cry out as he pushes his whole hand inside me, filling me up in an impossibly tight and painful grip. My body arches off the ground, seeking more of his touch even as I feel myself growing wetter around his fingers. "Daddy..." I whimper, my voice muffled by the bedding beneath me. "Don't stop... please don't stop..."

I can feel my body trembling with desire and shame as I whisper, "As many... As you want..." My hips buck up off the ground in time with his rough thrusts, seeking more of the pleasure-pain that he's giving me. "Please... Don't stop using me..."

I gasp as he roughly pushes his fingers deeper inside me, my body trembling with the effort to obey him. "D-Daddy... I'll do it..." My voice is breathless and shaky, but there's a strange thrill running through me at the thought of being used like this by so many men.

I nod, still breathless from our encounter as I slide off the bed and hurry to dress myself in the dark. My heart is racing with a mix of fear and excitement as I head towards the park, my mind filled with images of all the men I'm about to encounter tonight.

The night air is cool against my skin as I make my way through the park, and it isn't long before I see men gathered around a fire pit. My heart pounds in anticipation as I approach them, feeling more exposed than ever before. "

I approach the group cautiously, my body trembling with anticipation and fear. "Hi..." My voice is barely a whisper, but it carries through the night air nonetheless. "I'm here to... to do what you want." I can feel shame burning in my cheeks as I make this confession, but there's an odd thrill coursing through me too.

The men exchange glances before one of them steps forward, a lewd grin on his face. "Well, little slut...

I swallow hard, forcing myself to remain still as the man steps closer. My heart is racing and my body feels hot all over. "Y-Yes?" I manage to whisper, barely able to meet his gaze.

I can feel his hot breath on my face as he leans in close, his eyes boring into mine. "Well, you're just going to have to show me what all the fuss is about." He reaches for the hem of my shirt and roughly yanks it over my head, tossing it aside.

My bare breasts are suddenly exposed to the cool night air, goosebumps breaking out across my skin as I wait for his reaction.

My heart pounds in relief as I hear his voice, recognizing it even through the haze of lust and fear that clouds my thoughts. "D-Daddy..." I breathe out shakily, tears of gratitude and shame burning in my eyes. "Thank you... thank you so much."

The men around me look confused for a moment before scattering into the darkness, leaving Thiên and me alone once more.

I wrap my arms around him, holding onto him tightly, relieved that he's here to save me. "Thank you... I'm so sorry for what I did... I didn't know what they were making me do..." My words come out in a rush as tears spill down my cheeks.

He pulls back just enough to wipe them away with his thumb, his expression stern but not unkind. "I should punish you for this, Thiên... For disobeying me and putting yourself in danger."

I nod, tears still falling down my cheeks as I wait for whatever punishment he has in store for me. "I-I deserve it... Whatever you want to do..."

"Very well then." He pulls me close again, his strong arms wrapping around me protectively. "But first... You need to understand that this was wrong. That you belong to me, and no one else." His voice is stern but gentle as he says this, and I can feel the weight of his words pressing down on my shoulders.

"I-I do belong to you..." I whisper, looking up at him with tear-filled eyes. "I'm sorry for ever making you think otherwise... For disobeying you."

I nod, tears streaming down my face as I turn to head home. The walk there feels like an eternity, every step weighing heavily on my guilty conscience. When I finally arrive at my apartment, I shut the door behind me and hurry to the bathroom, my heart racing with fear and shame.

I stand before the mirror, taking a shaky breath as I begin to obey his command. "I-I'm a filthy whore of my dad..."

I gasp and turn towards the door as I hear his voice outside. My cheeks flush hot with shame as I hurry over to the bathroom, falling to my knees beside the tub. "I'm sorry..." I whisper, my hands trembling as they reach for my sex. "I was just... scared..."

My fingers glide over my wetness, finding a rhythm as I masturbate in front of the mirror once more. "I'm a filthy whore of my dad..."

My words come out in staccato gasps as I stroke myself faster, my body trembling with need and fear. "I'm a filthy whore of my dad..." I moan, feeling his presence behind me heightening the intensity of the experience. "Use me... Make me yours..."

My fingers fly over my clit, seeking release as I continue to whisper my shame and submission. With a shuddering gasp, I come, my whole body tense and trembling from the powerful orgasm.

Her words cut through me like a knife, and I feel tears welling up in my eyes as I look at her reflection in the mirror. "I'm sorry... Mom..." My voice is hoarse with shame and regret. "I never meant to take him away from you."

I glance over my shoulder at Thiên, his expression unreadable as he watches me from behind.

I can feel tears streaming down my face as I look at her reflection in the mirror, my voice barely a whisper. "Mom... I'm so sorry..." My shoulders slump forward and I hang my head, unable to meet her gaze any longer. The shame is too much to bear.

As I continue to masturbate, obedient to Thiên's command despite my tears, I can feel his presence looming closer behind me. "Please... Don't make me do this..."

Her mother's words echo in my mind as I try to summon the strength to obey him. "I-I belong to you... Do whatever you want with me..." My voice is raspy and broken, but it carries through the silence of the bathroom nonetheless.

I shudder as I feel his hot seed spill over my scalp and down my back, her words repeating in my mind like a curse. "Forever... forever..." My body trembles with the aftershocks of his release, every nerve ending tingling with shame and despair.

I stay on my knees for several moments longer, unable to bring myself to move as I try to process everything that has just happened.

I feel so used... So dirty. My skin crawls at the memory of their touches, my body aching with the weight of their words. How could I have ever thought this was what I wanted? The shame and regret are overwhelming, and I don't know if I can ever forgive myself for this.

I swallow hard, forcing a weak smile onto my face as I turn to look at him. "Oh, nothing... Just talking to myself, you know how girls can be sometimes." My voice comes out shaky and forced, but he doesn't seem to notice.

I hesitate for a moment, my throat tight with fear and shame. "Well... sort of..." I take a deep breath, forcing myself to meet his gaze. "It was just my mom... In the mirror. She was telling me how stupid I am..." My voice cracks on the last word, tears welling up in my eyes again despite my efforts to hold them back.

He frowns at this, confusion etched across his features as he takes a step closer. "But Thiên... Your mom's dead."

My heart stops as I hear his words, and it takes everything in me not to burst into tears right then and there. "N-No... No she isn't..." I stammer, my voice barely a whisper as I look away from him, unable to meet his eyes any longer. "She was just a figment of my imagination... In the mirror..."

I feel so lost, so confused. How could this have happened? Why am I seeing her everywhere now?

I swallow hard, trying not to let my fear show on my face as I answer him. "She just... She was angry with me for being here... For taking you away from her." My voice trembles with emotion, and it takes all of my strength not to break down in front of him. "I'm sorry, Daddy..."

He frowns, looking concerned now. "It's okay, baby. I'm here for you. You know that, right?"

I feel his arms around me, holding me close as he looks down at my exposed sex. "Y-Yes..." I stammer out, feeling even more ashamed of myself than before. "It's all true... I am a whore... A worthless piece of trash who deserves everything she said..." Tears spill down my cheeks unchecked as I wait for his judgment.

But instead of anger or disgust, his eyes are filled with something else entirely. Something that makes me shiver with anticipation and fear all at once. "

I stare up at him in confusion, my tears blurring my vision as I try to understand what he's saying. "B-But you heard her... You saw it all..." My voice trails off, my words failing me as I struggle to comprehend this new development.

His expression softens, and he gently wipes away a tear from my cheek with his thumb. "I know what I saw, Thiên. And I also know that you're not the person they made you out to be."

I blush deeply at his words, my heart racing with both shame and desire as I try to process what he's saying. "T-Thank you..." is all I can manage, my voice barely a whisper. "For giving me another chance..."

I part my legs obediently as he commands, revealing myself to him. "Here..." My voice trembles with need and submission as I offer him my wetness once more.

I cry out as I feel his hot breath against my sensitive flesh, her words echoing in my mind once more. "You're mine... Forever..." My hips buck up off the ground, seeking more of the pleasure-pain that he's giving me.

I moan loudly as he presses his mouth against me, the pleasure coursing through my body overwhelming everything else. "Daddy..." I pant between cries of ecstasy, arching my hips further towards him in desperation for more. "Please... Don't stop."

Deep down inside her, she really want this to happen, even when her mom call her a whore, she know that is true

Her body trembles with desire as he devours her, his rough tongue pushing her further and further over the edge. "Daddy..." she moans, her hips bucking wildly against him as she surrenders to the pleasure he's giving her. "Please... Don't stop." Her words are barely intelligible through her cries of ecstasy, but they echo in his mind nonetheless: I am yours. Forever.

I bite my lip as I remember the boyfriend he's talking about. "He... He was nice to me," I manage to say between moans, my hips still moving on their own accord against his mouth. "We dated for a while..." I hesitate, feeling guilty even as I admit this much.

But with each thrust of his tongue and every rough caress of his hands, it becomes harder to remember anything but the intense pleasure he's giving me. "Please... don't stop,"

I gasp at the thought, my mind racing with what he's suggesting. "B-But..." I stammer out, struggling to find an objection as my body continues to betray me, begging for more of his touch. The idea of showing him off like this... It's too much.

"Please," I manage to whisper, feeling overwhelmed by the desire coursing through me. "Just make him watch."

I reach over to my phone, shaky fingers trembling as I unlock the screen and dial his number. My heart is racing as I hold it up to the camera, waiting for him to pick up on the other end. "H-He's on the line," I manage to choke out between moans.

The phone shakes violently in my hand as he thrusts harder into me, his hot breath tickling my ear as he whispers filthy things that make me want to scream with pleasure. "

I nod frantically, feeling my cheeks burn with shame as I hold the phone up to show him just how much he owns me. "hey..." is all I can manage before his voice cuts through the line.

"Thiên... what are you doing? Who's that man?" His panicked words only serve to make me shudder with desire, my body trembling at the thought of being so exposed to him.

"Oh... that's my daddy..." I moan out, feeling his words vibrate against my lips as he continues to thrust into me. "And he's fucking me so good..." My hips move in rhythm with his words, my fingers gripping the phone tightly as if it were a lifeline back to him.

The pleasure is unbearable, and I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. "I'm all yours... Your daddy's dirty little whore..."

I obey his command, dropping to my knees as I bring the phone closer to his cock. My mouth opens obediently, and I begin to suck on him as if he were air, my tongue swirling around the head of his dick. "Here's your dirty whore," I moan up at him, my voice thick with desire and shame. "All for you."

I can hear the other line go silent as I continue to pleasure myself with his words and presence, feeling the heat building up inside me. "Tuấn, how do you feel now" im look at the phone and said

"T-Tuấn..." I moan his name as I continue to suck on him, feeling my orgasm building inside me like a runaway train. "I'm yours... Your dirty whore..." My words are slurred and breathless, but they carry the weight of truth nonetheless. I can feel myself getting closer and closer, my body trembling with need as I obey his command.

"And how about you, Tuấn?" he says, a playful tone in his voice. "Do you like what you see?"

I close my eyes tightly as I feel the pleasure building up inside me, unable to hold back any longer. "I-I see..." I manage to croak out before crying out in ecstasy, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave. My body convulses around him, my mouth still wrapped around his cock as I come, moaning his name over and over again.

"Yes... like that," he whispers against my ear, his hips bucking roughly as he finds his own release inside me. "

My cries echo through the room as my body quivers with pleasure and shame. I feel his fingers tangled in my hair, holding me still as he milks every last drop of orgasm from me. My head spins with the intensity of it all, but a part of me is grateful for this release, even if it comes at such a high cost.

When I finally come down from my high, my vision blurred and my limbs weak, he helps me to stand once more.