Date: Sat, 31 Dec 2011 03:14:31 -0800 (PST)
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Subject: Black-Rapper-Daddy-Pt. 2

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***************** Chapter 2 -- Black Rapper Daddy *************************

	I could tell the sun was shining through my bedroom window even
though my eyes were still closed. I hadn't yet opened them since waking up,
and was in that moment of awakening when your mind is completely blank. It
seemed that I was waking up from a state of complete nothingness, and my
first thought was that the sun was shining. I slid my feet around
underneath the covers for a moment, feeling the soft, warm fabric against
my skin. I shifted my body slightly, thinking about how comfortable I
was. I had to pee, but didn't want to get out of bed just yet. Finally,
after hesitating for a moment, I moved my hand to my face and rubbed my
eyes, then opened them. My urge to use the bathroom suddenly felt really
intense, and I noticed a tent in the sheets where my dick was. I slowly sat
up, then turned and placed my feet on the floor. I noticed something
underneath my foot and looked to see what it was. It was a belt...but not
my belt. Then it hit me...

	Yesterday came flooding back into my mind within all of a split
second. My heart sped up in my chest, and now I not only felt like I had to
pee, but I kind of felt like I had to throw up. So many questions suddenly
seemed like they needing answering, immediately! The most important one
though, were whether or not things were going to be different between my
father and I, following last night's events? Then I was wondering if he was
in his right mind last night? Or was he drunk, or high, or had an extreme
case of...horny-ism? ...(lol). Would he treat me different? Would he feel
regret? Would he be okay with everything?.....Come to think of it...Where
was he at??

	I stood up and walked to the bathroom, and realized that my hands
were shaking, my heart was pounding and my head with spinning and swimming
with all the possibilities that could result from last night. I reached the
bathroom and sat down on the toilet to pee. I leaned forward and placed my
face in my hands while resting my elbows on my knees. The last few drops of
pee dripped into the toilet, and I stood up, flushed the toilet, and looked
in the mirror. I stared back at myself for a few minutes, trying to
comprehend the reality of my situation. Then, while replaying last night's
events in my mind, I suddenly remembered a very calming thought... I belong
to him! I began to remember all of the things that he told me last night
about how I was his, a part of him. I remembered everything he said to me,
and the sick feeling I had faded away. I suddenly felt confident in my love
for him, and his love for me. I was his son, and last night was only an
indication of just how deep that love can be, at least that's how I took
it. I wonder if Dad feels the same way? I needed some reassurance from him
now that last night has occurred, that it was okay with him and that he
would be okay with pursuing a sexual relationship with me.

	I took off my clothes and got in the shower. After I was done
washing my hair and my body, I sat down on the shower floor, with the
sprayer in my hand. I pointed the sprayer at my dick, and let it shoot
multiple streams of hot/warm water at the side of my dick. I closed my eyes
and concentrated on the sensation, and my dick began to swell. Once I was
completely hard, I moved the spray to where it was spraying the underside
of my dick, on my sensitive spot. I began slightly moving the shower
sprayer in my hand back and forth, to where it was spraying up and down the
underside of my prick, a couple of inches in each direction. The feeling
was amazing, and caused me to let out a slight moan. Then I moved the
sprayer yet again, to where it was spraying my nut sack. I gripped the skin
around my dick and began jerking it up and down while the sprayer tickled
my nut sack.

	"Ohh fuck yeah that feels good," I said quietly.

	After a few minutes, I stopped jerking and went back to spraying
the underside of my dick, alternating the sprayer between there, the sides
of my dick, and my balls. Then I gripped my dick and my balls in my fist,
and sprayed the sprayer to where it was spraying my balls, and the
underside of the tip of my dick and that felt incredible. I began moving
the sprayer in small circles for a few moments, before I could feel that
sensation rising up from inside the base of my balls.



	"Awww DAMN," I whispered, and suddenly began shooting my 14 year
old cum all over the shower floor. I then rinsed it, and the remaining cum
on my dick off of myself and down the drain, finished rinsing and got out
of the shower.

	After drying off and getting dressed, I headed out into the living
room, which was attached to a small dining area where my grandma kept a
small circular table that we would all eat at, at dinner time. Grandma was
sitting here with a cup of coffee, and seemed to be reading something on
her laptop, which was sitting on the table in front of her.

	"Good morning Grandma," I said to her.

	"Hey baby!" she replied. "Did you get enough sleep?"

	"Yeah, I slept really good actually," I admitted. "Where's Aunt
Julisa and Dad?" I questioned, while wondering more about my father's
whereabouts than my Aunts, but curious as to where they both were.

	"Julisa is at work, and your Dad is at the studio again. He woke up
this morning singing, and said he had a great idea for a song, and left out
the door." She said while shaking her head. "I'm still wonderin' what had
him in such a good mood. I haven't seen him in such a good mood since he
was in high school and had that crush on ya Mama. Maybe he met someone
nice. That would be nice to have some more grandbabies."

	It was suddenly weird to hear Grandma talk about my Dad having
children with some random woman. Then the reality kicked in of what that
would be like. I thought about my Dad marrying some chick and him and I
sneaking around her, being sexual with one another and the idea of it
wasn't very pleasing to me.

	I sat down on the couch and watched TV for the better part of the
morning. My Granny said she had some errands to run, and asked me if I'd
like to go with her, to which I declined. Around noon, my Dad walked in the
apartment door.

	"What up lil nigga?," he greeted me. "Where yo Granny at?" he
inquired.

	"She had to run some errands," I replied. "How was the studio?"

	"Real good actually, I got a whole song laid out, all the pieces
already recorded. Now Eli and them are gonna remix that shit to make it
sound right, u feel me?" he said in an accomplished tone.

	"That's what's up, Dad." I nodded. After that I hesitated for a few
seconds before saying, "Are you cool with everything that went down last
night?"

	He thought for a few moments before saying, "As long as you are
okay, and your mind ain't all messed around then I'm all for you showing me
how much you appreciate being my son. If you feel like you need to pet my
dick every once in a while, suck on it, swallow it, or feel it slide up in
between them ass cheeks while I hold you in my arms then baby boy, I am all
yours."

	I sighed with relief, and had a matching expression on my face.

	"What you was worried about it?" he asked.

	"Honestly... yeah. You had been drinkin and stuff and I didn't know
if you were gonna be different today." I said.

	"Mini-me, whenever I fuck wit you, talk to you, or interact wit you
any time, any day, no matter what I've consumed or smoked, nigga I ain't
gonna change the way I love you. I ain't gonna change nothing about how I
am with you, it's always gonna be the same. You don't ever gotta worry
about if I'm ever gonna be against you on anything, or change my mind about
what I say or have said to you." He explained.

	"That's what I was thinking, but I guess I just wanted to make
sure," I replied. While we were talking he pulled out his phone and dialed
a number. Then he was talking to the person he had called.

	While he was talking, I was looking him over, once again realizing
just how magnificent and lucky I was to have the kind of relationship with
my father that I now realized that I had. He was so gorgeous with those
braids, and his tattooed forearms. The way he dressed was even really
attractive to me. Suddenly, I noticed that he was looking back at me while
still talking to the person he had called. He waved his hand at me, as if
to say "come here." As I stood up from the couch and began walking towards
him, he began unfastening his jeans. He never broke eye contact with me as
I walked over and knelt down in front of him. He pulled his soft cock from
his pants, and I could tell that it was already starting to grow. He then
placed his hand on the couch next to him, leaving himself exposed to me. I
reached out and grabbed his now semi-hard dick in my hand and squeezed it a
few times. It reacted by flexing up, each time becoming more firm than it
was before.

	He moved the phone from his ear and covered the microphone, "Yo
suck that dick lil nigga," he commanded me. I instantly dove onto his now
erect dick. I swirled my tongue against the underside of it as he placed
his hand on the back of my head.

	"Yo nigga, let me hit you back in a minute. I got some important
shit to tend to." He said, then hung up his cellphone. "Yeah lil nigga eat
Daddy's dick up." He said as I assaulted his dick with my tongue. "Shit,
I've been wantin to put it in yo mouth since I left this morning, and been
hard for most of the day," he said, turning me on even more.

	I began moving my head up and down, sucking the entire length of
his big dick, feeling it slide into and out of my throat. The entire time,
I made sure not to stop sucking, and kept my tongue up against the
underside of his dick, making sure that he could feel as much friction as
possible.

	"Yeah nigga, you sure do know how to eat Daddy's dick the right way
boy," he said as he closed his eyes and let his head fall back. "Do that
shit mini-me."

	I kept up my rhythm, moving my right hand between his legs, and
began tickling his nut sack.

	"Awwwww yeeeah, that shit feel so good. Fuck yeah baby...tickle
Daddy's balls bay, and suck my Dick!!!" He began pumping his hips, pushing
his dick up into my mouth.

	I stopped for a second, long enough to say, "Fuck my throat Daddy."

	"You want me to fuck your throat baby? Give this dick to you good?
Is that what my baby boy needs his Daddy to do?" he said with passion in
his voice.

	"mmm hmmmm," I moaned, without taking my mouth off his dick. He
grabbed both sides of my head and began fucking my throat. Then, while
still holding my head in place, he stood up off the couch and really began
fucking the shit out of my throat. I was choking and my eyes were filling
up with tears.

	"Is that how you like it?" he asked. "mmmm hmmm," I moaned again.

	"Awww fuck baby, Daddy's bout to bust," he said suddenly. Then
without any further warning, I could feel his dick pulse in my throat as he
sprayed shot after shot of his thick cum, sending it right down my throat
and into my stomach.

	"You eating Daddy's nut baby, you like Daddy's cum?" he asked.

	I waited a few moments before releasing his dick from my mouth then
I said, "I love doing that to you probably more than anything else in the
world," I said as honestly as I could.

	"Damn boy, you sprung like that?" he asked looking confused.

	"Listen Dad......I wanna make you cum til you can't cum no more!" I
said in a lustful daze.

	He smiled, then bent down and wrapped his arm around my waist, then
lifted me up into the air over his shoulder. "Nigga you bout to get it for
real," he said as he carried me through the hallway and into my bedroom. He
closed and locked the door, then carried me over and set me gently down on
the bed. He then began stripping off all his clothes, all the while his
dick was still hard. I began stripping as fast as I could. Soon, we were
both butt naked, me sitting on the bed in front of him, and him staring
down at me in a dominant kind of way. I reached up and placed my hand on
his abs, feeling the muscled definition of his body. He placed his
fingertips on my hand, and traced them along my hand, then my arm, up my
shoulder, down my back and then onto my ass. He reached his other hand
around to my ass, and then grabbed both cheeks lifting me off the bed. I
instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist as he hoisted me up off the
bed and into his arms. He held me up off the bed, against him by the back
of my knees, while my arms were wrapped around his neck.

	"I love you so much Daddy," I said staring into his eyes, feeling
so much emotion for him that I could've honestly cried in that moment. I
think he sensed how much emotion were behind the words I spoke because he
changed his gaze and was now looking directly into my eyes.

	"My lil nigga...MY baby boy, I...ME...I made you, nigga. I created
you and that shit's crazy to me, real talk. Mini-me, every time I look at
you I think about how beautiful you are, and that you came from me. People
be talking about how a lot of shit is wrong, and how people shouldn't do
certain shit, but I don't hear that shit. That shit they talkin don't make
no sense to me, because I love you. I love you more than anyone, or
anything on this earth. I feel like I did a good job making sure you
understand how this world and life really is, and not how a lot of these
other mutha fuckas be tryin to make it seem."

	  While he was talking he laid me down on the bed again, my legs
were still over his shoulders, and he had me pinned down with his groin
pressed up against my booty. He continued talking, "I'm real proud of you
nigga... You really is a good kid man, you don't be getting into trouble,
get good grades, and you don't seem like you trying to take the path that I
took when I was yo age nigga. I never really knew that I was capable of
falling in love wit you nigga, but that shit is happening to me," he said
as his eyes began to well up with tears. But the shit don't feel wrong to
me. This shit feel like it suppose to be like this. I want you to be my
shawty baby boy. Me and you lil nigga...ride or die style fa real!"

	I reached up and wiped the single tear that was rolling down his
cheek away, and then we both just stared into each other's eyes for a few
minutes. That feeling of pure, soul-connecting, lustfully and love-filled
raw emotion was coursing through every part of my being. I realized that in
this moment, as I watched my father confessing his love for me, that his
tears were somehow canceling mine out. He wasn't sitting here bawling his
eyes out or anything, but I felt like crying but knew that because he had
shed a tear, I for some instinctive reason, forced myself to hold back my
own. It was as though I was naturally taking on the roll of being his
"rock," like he had done for me so many times. It just seemed as though, if
we were to both sit there and cry to one another, we would be considered
two bitch-ass niggas, and we were anything but two bitch-ass niggas. One of
us crying was all that was required, and I sensed in my heart that he
understood this concept without any words having to be spoken.

	After about a minute of intense direct eye-contact, I broke the
silence by saying, "Pa, I'm yours. I belong to you. You own every part of
me, and all I want is to please you and make sure that you're happy."

	"I know you do baby boy. You got my heart...do you hear me nigga?
This..." He paused, grabbing my hand and placing it over his chest above
his heart which was beating very rapidly, "This is, and will ONLY ever
belong to you. But, I need you to understand, that I am who I am, and I
can't back out on my industry status, and that status has an image that
goes along wit it. I can't have you trippin out on me if I bring a bitch
home at night and spend some time making them hoes feel good, ya feel me?
Otherwise my career could be compromised."

	"Nigga," I said, causing him to look surprised at my sudden use of
the word. "You don't need to explain all that to me. I have your heart and
that's all that I really require. Makin love to you is a bonus. I'm not
gonna lie, I'm gonna be jealous that them broads get to have you like that,
but if it's gonna keep your pockets full, I got you and I understand."

	"See, that's why I love you mini-me. Try explainin' that shit to a
bitch and all hell breaks loose, and she's ready to throw yo shit out the
door onto the street." We both laughed at this for a moment, but it quickly
faded and we found ourselves staring back at one another, once again
sharing unspoken love through intense eye-contact.

	"Nigga, you do know that you about to get this dick right?" he
asked. I smiled up at him and nodded. Suddenly, without any kind of
warning, he swooped down and placed his lips against mine. He wasn't
exactly kissing me, but softly caressing my lips against his own. Then he
opened his mouth just a bit, and I took the opportunity to lick his upper
lip. I felt his hands as he placed them on either side of my face, holding
my head in his hands. He slid his tongue past my lips into my mouth, and
started passionately kissing me. Our tongues slid against one another's for
a few minutes, while our hands began exploring each others bodies. For the
second time that night, while my father was on top of me, he reached his
hands down behind me, grasping my ass cheeks and lifted my ass up off the
bed and pulled it up against his groin. I could feel the tip of his hard
dick touching my lower back, reminding me of just how big it was to be
stretching from the bottom of my ass, to my lower back, while fully
hard. He readjusted himself to where his dick was laying across the side of
mine. He began grinding up against me, while never breaking away from his
kiss. I stopped the kiss long enough to say, "I need you inside me pa."

	Those words seemed to trigger an aggression in him, because he
suddenly lifted me up off the bed like I was a rag-doll and flipped me over
onto all-fours. Then, just as quick as he flipped me over, his tongue was
pointed and sliding into my asshole.

	"Whoa FUCK Daddy!" I said in surprised pleasure. Then I felt a
sudden slap on my right ass cheek, which drove me absolutely crazy for
him. The more he continued to tongue-fuck my hole, the more I wanted him to
ram his big dick all the way inside me. I knew it would hurt but I didn't
care, I wanted it more than anything in the world at that very
moment. "FUCK meee Daaaddddyyyyy," he slapped my left ass cheek this time,
harder than he did the right.

	"I'll fuck you when I say so nigga..." he said as he grasped both
of my ass cheeks in his hands with an intense grip that hurt SO good. I
began grinding my ass back against his face, feeling his goatee tickle the
insides of my ass cheeks. He pulled back for a minute and said, "Yeeeeaaah
nigga...fuck Daddy's tongue!"

	Hearing his deep, lustful voice had me going absolutely crazy for
him. I wanted every part of this man, my father. I was delirious with
pleasure when he moved his arms between my legs, wrapping them around my
thighs. Next thing I know, he was lifting my ass up into the air, keeping
his tongue buried inside me. He was on his knees on the bed, and then stood
up off the bed, still holding my ass against his face. I was upside down at
this point, holding onto the side of the bed. He kept walking backwards
away from the bed until eventually, I had to let go and was dangling upside
down, being held by his ripped biceps which were still wrapped around my
thighs, holding my ass to his face. I could see his dick now, and once
again, was amazed at the size of it. He was rock hard, but it was too heavy
to point out in front of him, so instead it pointed down, straight at the
floor. Feeling his tongue swirl around my insides was driving me crazy.

	"Flex that dick Daddy," I said breathlessly. I watched in amazement
as that big pipe began to swing up, hitting me ontop of my head. With one
hand I grabbed it, and the other I grasped his walnut sized balls. I
pointed his big uncut mushroom head at my face, and I could see a strand of
precum hanging from the tip, swinging around in the air. I stuck my tongue
out and licked the tip, while massaging his nuts in my other hand. Then I
took as much of it into my mouth as I could. I was sucking and swirling my
tongue around his big dick, getting it as wet with my spit as I
could. Then, Dad removed one of his arms from around my thigh, but still
had me held up by his other arm. With his free arm, he grasped the back of
my head and began pumping his dick into my mouth, stopping his tongue
action long enough to say, "Damn nigga, you gonna get it so good baby boy."

	He walked back over to the bed and set me down on my back, keeping
his dick in my mouth. He stared down at me watching me do my best to suck
his over-sized man-dick.

	"Baby J you look so damn sexy wit my piece in yo mouth. I could
watch you eat that dick all day nigga," he said smiling down at me. "But,
I'm bout to dig them guts out, so turn around." I didn't miss a beat, and
turned around to where my ass was poking up in the air, on all fours.

	"Naw nigga, lay on yo back. I wanna see the look on that pretty
face when I slide up in you," he said in a deep commanding voice, full of
sexuality. I turned over, and pulled my knees up into my chest.

	"Damn nigga, look at that pretty lil ass...hell yeah!" he said as
he got down on his knees on the side of the bed, pulling me over to the
edge of the bed, to where my ass was just hanging off the side. He once
again starting eating me out, licking all around my hole, then he pulled
away from it, and spit on it, and then began licking at it again. Then, I
felt his finger slowly begin massaging around my hole for a few seconds
before sliding inside. Then he inserted a second finger and began pushing
them both inside me as deep as he could fit them. This didn't hurt one tiny
bit, which surprised me being as I'd never been fucked before.

	"Daddy did a good job relaxing that ass wit his tongue, huh nigga?
" he asked.

	"mmm hmm," I replied, feeling his fingers moving in small circles,
touching parts of me that I didn't know could feel so good. Then I felt a
third finger slide in, and one of the fingers he already had inside me came
out. I didn't realize it at first, but he had his pointer fingers from each
hand inside me. I figured it out real quick though because he began to pull
his fingers away from one another, stretching my hole open. After pulling
in various directions for a few minutes, I felt him slide his tongue
inbetween his fingers, right up inside of me.

	"Oh my gawd Daddy YESS!" I said as I felt his tongue slide around
inside of me, deeper than before. "Holy...oh my...damn...FUCK!" I said as I
couldn't quite put words to how this amazing sensation felt.

	I heard him laugh a little bit before saying, "My baby likes that
huh?"

	"YES!, don't STOP!" I replied, and he went back to doing it for a
little longer before taking his tongue and fingers out, only to replace
them with two fingers again. He stood up and grabbed a jar of Vaseline off
my dresser and put some on his dick and on and around my hole. Then he
lined up the head with my hole, and began to push. I was so anxious to feel
him buried in my hole that I began grinding and squirming my hole, trying
to push back against him, but it was hard to do that being on my back.

	"Yo nigga, relax..." He said. "I need it inside me Daddy...push it
in deep!" I pleaded.

	"Damn nigga, you is something else." He said with a gleam in his
eye. The head slid inside me really easily, and it felt real good
too. "Ahh, "I said, feeling the tip of his dick inside my hole. Suddenly he
pulled it out.

	"Noooo!" I whined. "Put it back!" He laughed again, and put the tip
back in. "Nigga, I ain't trying to hurt yo lil ass, so just calm down cause
this is sum serious dick, and if I don't take it slow nigga, you gonna be
walkin funny and shit, and I ain't tryin to put you through all that mess."

	I reached up and grabbed his biceps in my arms, lifting my head up
off the bed. I looked into his eyes as serious as I could and said, "FUCK
ME!"

	I felt him flex his dick, and watched as he placed his hand on my
chest, pushing me back down onto the bed, and then lifted my legs up into
his arms. Then, without warning he began sliding the rest of his dick
inside of me. I felt as though I was finally getting what I needed, feeling
him fill me up, until suddenly he hit a spot that hurt really bad. "OW
FUCK!" I said.

	"See nigga, I told yo ass to chill out," he said looking
flustered. I had an urge to push, like I was using the bathroom, so I did
and the bad feeling went away. So, I kept pushing and told him to push
too. He did and he actually slid all the way inside of me. My eyes rolled
into the back of my head, and I felt complete. This feeling was everything
I thought it would be.

	"Nigga...nigga...you alright?" he asked me looking kinda scared.

	I looked up into his eyes, reached up and ran the back of my
fingers down his cheek, feeling his facial hair tickle my hand, "I love you
so much Daddy."

	"I love you too baby boy," he said still looking somewhat worried.

	"Fuck me Daddy," I said. He looked a little relieved that I wasn't
complaining anymore, and slowly began to pull back. I felt that big dick
sliding around my insides, massaging nerves that I didn't know I had. He
pushed back in and before that bad feeling came, I pushed out and learned
that as long as I pushed out, when he was pushing in, it didn't hurt at
all.

	"Damn nigga, this ass is tight as fuck!" he said with that glazed
over look in his eyes. He slowly began to pick up the pace, sliding in and
out, long-dicking my hole.

	"Yeah...yeah...damn
pa...oooweee...fuck...yes...I...love...you...Dad..." I said as he humped my
14 year old asshole. I looked down and could see his abs flexing with each
thrust. I reached my hand down and felt the definition lines on his abs,
which seemed to turn me on even more, if that was even possible at this
point. Then I reached down between my legs and felt his dick sliding into
my hole. I looked up and watched him as he stared down inbetween my legs,
watching his own manhood as he fucked in and out of me.

	"Damn nigga, yo shit is hot," he said as he began to grit his
teeth. "Come here nigga," he said as he reached down and put grabbed my
arms, pulling me up to him. Then he wrapped his arms around my back and
lifted me up into the air. I wrapped my arms around him and placed my face
in the nape of his neck, resting my head on his shoulder. He was lifting my
ass up and down his dick, while I began to notice the scent coming from his
sweaty neck. He smelled so good to me. I lifted my head and looked him
right in the eyes. I didn't say anything, just gazed at him for a moment
before pressing my lips against his. He kissed me back with his tongue,
passion flooding our brains as he made love to me.

	"You like Daddy's dick inside you?" he asked.

	"Yes Daddy! I love it, and I need it!" I replied, as I noticed my
own dick was rubbing against his abs.

	"You gonna give this ass up to another nigga?" he asked me
questioningly.

	"What?, Daddy don't say stuff like that...I belong to you, and only
you." I said.

	"That's right baby boy, you are MINE," he said still raising my ass
up and down his dick. By this point, it seemed as though my ass was numb
from any pain at all. All I felt was the warm nice sensation that flooded
through me every time he pushed in or pulled out. It was pure ecstasy! He
began to speed up, while I rubbed my hands up and down his back, squeezing
and scratching at him whenever the feelings became too intense. Then he sat
down on the bed, and laid back. I was sitting on his dick looking down at
him, adjusted my legs, and began riding him like I knew he was expecting me
to do. This position was my favorite because I was in control now, and I
could hit my G-spot inside me with pin-point accuracy. I reached down and
began jacking my dick with one hand while rubbing Daddy's stomach with the
other.

	"You like my abs lil baby nigga?" he asked seeming breathless.

	"Yes Daddy, they turn me on like crazy" I replied, still bouncing
up and down his big dick.

	"Aww fuck baby, I'm bout to nut" he said as he grasped my hips in
his hands and began fucking his dick up into me. He really started pounding
my ass, and the sensations were too much. I started shooting my own cum all
over Daddy, moaning words that aren't words, but sounds that just seemed to
come out of my mouth. He was still fucking the hell outta me after I was
done cumming, and he seemed like he was concentrating really hard.

	"Yes, fuck me nigga," I said. "Fuck your lil son nigga, and shoot
that nut deep up my ass, like u would a bitch...you know this boy pussy is
all yours Daddy...now give me that hot cum...I wanna feel it inside of me
Daddy...please!" I cried. He seemed to speed up even more, and all of
sudden, I began to cum again, not even a minute after the first orgasm.

	"Yeah nigga, take this dick bitch...fuck yeah...ahhhhh...fuck
yeah...fuck...here comes Daddy's seed baby...ahhh fuck im
comin!!........you feel that shit nigga...you feel it?" he asked
breathlessly.

	"YES DADDY!" I cried out in pleasure. He slowed down and eventually
stopped fucking me. I laid my head down on his sweaty chest, out of breath
and felt as he wrapped his muscled arms around me and squeezed me.

	"I love you so much baby boy," he said. And we both drifted off to
sleep.

End of Chapter 2 -

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