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Daddy's Little Cum Dumpster Part III: The Last Temptation of Chris
Daddy's Little Cum Dumpster Part III: The Last Temptation of Chris
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In the exciting conclusion to the Daddy's Little Cum Dumpster trilogy, Chris and Amy are still on the run, robbing banks and exploring their carnal desires. When one of their robberies goes horribly wrong, Chris is forced to question what it means not only to be a step-father, but what it means to be a man. Warning! This 5,000 word story contains wildly hot step-sex, messy blowjobs, pegging, and light bdsm.
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“So, Daddy,” Amy said, slinking onto the bed. “What do you say we skip the chitchat and get right down to business?”
“Down to business?”
“You know what I mean,” she said, diving into my neck and using her unbelievable tongue to send shivers up my spine. My member started to grow considerably, despite all of my misgivings about the situation. It was such a forbidden experience. It felt so wrong, but so right at the same time. My brain was in absolute overdrive by the time she started biting my earlobe, which always sent me completely up the wall.
“All right, Baby Doll,” I said, pushing her down on the bed forcefully. “I’m going to give it to you, and hard.”
I wanted to give it to her so badly, and not only because of her smokin’ body (though that was certainly part of it). In truth, I really wanted to make her feel the pain that I had inflicted on that poor woman in the bank. I wanted to make it hurt.
“Give it to me, Daddy,” she moaned as I began to roughly knead her breasts, taking them in my hands and pinching her nipples. They were getting harder and harder as I went along, and I could feel the goosebumps rising on her flesh.
Excerpt!
“So, Daddy,” Amy said, slinking onto the bed. “What do you say we skip the chitchat and get right down to business?”
“Down to business?”
“You know what I mean,” she said, diving into my neck and using her unbelievable tongue to send shivers up my spine. My member started to grow considerably, despite all of my misgivings about the situation. It was such a forbidden experience. It felt so wrong, but so right at the same time. My brain was in absolute overdrive by the time she started biting my earlobe, which always sent me completely up the wall.
“All right, Baby Doll,” I said, pushing her down on the bed forcefully. “I’m going to give it to you, and hard.”
I wanted to give it to her so badly, and not only because of her smokin’ body (though that was certainly part of it). In truth, I really wanted to make her feel the pain that I had inflicted on that poor woman in the bank. I wanted to make it hurt.
“Give it to me, Daddy,” she moaned as I began to roughly knead her breasts, taking them in my hands and pinching her nipples. They were getting harder and harder as I went along, and I could feel the goosebumps rising on her flesh.
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