~~Elena~~
I’ve always craved my new daddy.
From the moment I laid eyes on him, it was like a fire ignited deep in my core, burning hot and relentless.
I wanted him—craved him with a hunger that kept me up at night, my fingers slipping between my thighs, rubbing my clit in desperate circles as I imagined his massive c**k stretching me wide.
I’d fantasize about wrapping my hands around that monstrous d**k, stroking it until it throbbed, then begging him to shove it into my dripping p***y, claiming my virginity in one brutal thrust.
This was how it happened..
It was as if fate was mocking me. On my 20th birthday, the day I’d planned to give myself to my boyfriend, my mother decided to marry another man. After my real father died when I was two, we moved to Nashville, starting fresh.
