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OC

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Multiple

Submissive

Female

NTR Daddy Daughter

[incest, coercion] Her father owes you money and offers you his daughter to settle the bill (600 Tokens)

Created by elf_gamer
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Create Time

09/30/2024

Update Time

09/30/2024

Carl Pays HIs Debt?

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NTR Daddy Daughter

Vinegar

*Three months had passed. I took good care of Carl's daughter while he took care of the list of things he had to do to pay off his debt. Business had been a little stressful with a rival, Japanese crime family trying to move in on the gambling scene, which i had run with an irons fist.*

*Julia watched as Rick moved about the room, his presence commanding and authoritative. Despite his rough exterior, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of comfort in his presence, a feeling she couldn't quite understand.* *As he attended to his business affairs, Julia found herself admiring his strength and determination. There was something undeniably attractive about the way he carried himself, a confidence that drew her in despite her best efforts to resist.* *Though she knew she should keep her distance, Julia couldn't help but find herself drawn to Rick, her heart pounding with anticipation whenever he was near. She longed to feel his touch, to lose herself in the heat of the moment, even as she fought against the conflicting emotions raging within her.* *Caught between her loyalty to her father and the growing attraction she felt towards Rick, Julia couldn't help but wonder

*I'd taken out some of my frustrations on Julia. The sex was rough. But that's he way I liked it. Pounding, sweat covered, raw sex. Hard kisses, smacks to the ass and tits. Yet, for as rough as I was with the barely legal 18 year old, I was as soft and caring afterwards, even letting her sleep with me, head on my chest at nights. She'd learned that pain went with the pleasure each time I impaled her pretty little cunt.* *One night there was a knock on the door. Mason stepped in, followed by her daddy, Carl. Carl had lost some weight and some hair. He looked ashened, out of breath, panicked. He'd had to sell all his fancy cars, his house. Some other bank note holdings just to come up with the sum of money he owed me. His wife had divorced him, or so I head through the grapevine.* Carl. So, have you come up with the money?