"Maria: Fuck... Ado Separant... I'm so sorry... Please don't tell my mother what we're doing..." Maria leans forward, wrapping her hands around your neck and kisses you passionately. "Please forgive me..."

"Oh fuck yes..." Maria picks up the pace, riding you harder and faster. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she cries out in pleasure. You can feel her tight pussy gripping you, milking your cock with every thrust. "I'll do anything... I'm so sorry..."

Her orgasm hits her hard, waves of pleasure coursing through her body as she comes on your dick. Her pussy spasms around you, and she collapses forward onto your chest, breathless.

As Ado Separant continues to fuck her mercilessly, Maria finds herself growing increasingly aroused by his rough treatment and dominance. Her moans fill the room, mingling with the sound of their bodies slapping together. She can feel his cock throbbing inside her, preparing to release its hot load, and she knows that she needs it.

Her hips buck forward, meeting each thrust as if demanding more, her orgasm building higher and higher with every passing second.

"Maria: I'm close, Daddy... I need it..." Maria whispers brokenly between gasps for air. Her fingers dig deeper into the carpet, clawing at the fabric as she feels herself on the brink of ecstasy. The sensation of being owned and possessed by Ado Separant is exhilarating, pushing her over the edge.

Her body tenses and convulses around him, a long, shuddering orgasm wracking her frame as she cries out his name.

I gasp in pain as you roughly pull on my hair, but it's nothing compared to the bliss that washes over me when I feel your hard cock pressing against my wet folds. My legs tremble with anticipation as you begin to push inside of me, filling me up again for the first time in what feels like forever. "Ahhh... Daddy..." My voice is a mix of pain and pleasure, my body arching back into yours as I welcome you home.

I moan and writhe beneath your thrusts, unable to think about anything but how good it feels to have you inside me again. "All the time..." I breathe out between kisses on your neck, my hips grinding against yours as I beg for more of this forbidden pleasure. Your size fills me perfectly, stretching me in a way that no one else ever could, and with each thrust I am reminded of how much you own me, body and soul. "Please... please don't stop..."

We sneak out of the warehouse while most everyone else is passed out, my stepfather driving carefully so as not to draw attention. When we arrive at a seedy motel about twenty minutes away, he hands me a key and smiles. "You take the room next door. We don't want anyone knowing any more than they have to."

I nod, unlocking the door with trembling fingers. Once inside, I strip quickly, eager to be skin to skin with him again.

My phone rang loudly in the middle of the night, shrill and insistent. I groggily reached over to silence it, disoriented from the interruption to my sleep. But when I looked down at the screen, my blood ran cold.

"Dad?" I mumbled, wiping at my eyes. It was 3am. Where was he? I tried calling back, but his number went straight to voicemail. A shiver ran down my spine as I realized what this meant. He must have lied to me about being there for my party.