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“Daddy!” I rushed to hug him, pressing my large breasts against his chest, forgetting that my tits were out.
Frankly, I didn’t care. Daddy was here. He was here for me.
He squeezed me in his embrace, holding me tightly to him and sniffing my hair. I hugged him and a shiver ran through my spine from the love and care I noticed radiating from him, but also from what I felt; his throbbing cock against my stomach.
I told myself that it was normal. He was high on testosterone and adrenaline from the fight, it was normal for him to have… a boner.
My body was definitely full of adrenaline. Definitely. And his testosterone-rich sweat was clouding my senses.
“You will never run away from me again…” he said, roughly.
“Yes… Daddy. I-I promise…”
“Promise isn’t enough… I need you to remember… You are mine.”
And as he said it, he brought his teeth to graze on my neck in what was definitively not a fatherly gesture. I gasped and before I could think, he was shoving me, back against the wall. Two of his hands were on my waist. He lifted my legs, and I wrapped it around him so I wouldn’t fall, not that he would let me. But…
“Daddy… What… What are you doing?”
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