“DADDY” IS MY SECRET PORN DIRECTOR! 7

Chapter 7 Lovie’s POV “Oh god, Daddy, you’re so f*****g big,” I gasped out loud, my voice cracking as his massive c**k stretched my p***y wide open in that first brutal thrust. He pushed every thick inch inside me all at once, forcing my walls to spread around him until I felt so full I could barely breathe. The head of his c**k pressed right against the deepest spot inside me, and my p***y clenched down hard, pulsing around the heavy shaft like it never wanted to let go. The car felt way too small for what we were doing. My knees dug into the seat on either side of his lap, and I gripped the headrest behind him so tight my fingers hurt. His hands stayed locked on my hips, fingers digging into my soft skin as he pulled me down even harder onto his c**k. He started thrusting up into me with these heavy, raw strokes that made the whole car rock. Each time he drove up, I could feel every single vein along his thick length dragging against my inner walls, hitting spots so deep it sent sharp little shocks of pain mixing with this insane rush of pleasure that made my eyes water. “That’s it, take every inch of Daddy’s c**k like the dirty little secret you are,” he growled right against my neck, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine while he pounded up into me harder. His suit trousers were barely pushed down enough to free that huge d**k, but he didn’t care. “This tight cunt has been creaming for me all day on that set, hasn’t it? Now you’re going to soak my whole f*****g length right here.” I rocked my hips down to meet every thrust, riding him like I had completely lost control. My soaked p***y made these loud, wet slapping sounds every time I slammed down onto him. My juices were already running down over his balls and making a dark wet spot on the front of his expensive suit trousers. I didn’t care. He didn’t care. He just kept driving into me deeper, stretching me so wide I felt like I might split open. My body is shaking and my p***y keeps squeezing him tighter because it feels so f*****g good. I know this is wrong but I don’t want it to stop. I need him to f**k me even harder. He reached up and grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking my head back so I had to look straight at his face while he thrust up into me. His eyes were dark and hungry. “Tell me how much you love this, Lovie. Admit how much you love f*****g your own dad’s best friend behind your mom’s back. Say it while you cream all over me.” His words hit me like fire. My p***y fluttered hard around his thick shaft and leaked even more. I tried to hold back but every upward slam of his c**k kept hitting that perfect spot deep inside and made it impossible. “I love it, Daddy,” I moaned, my voice all broken and needy. “I love f*****g you. I love f*****g my dad’s best friend. It makes me so wet knowing it’s wrong like this. Please don’t stop pounding me. Please f**k me harder.” He slapped my ass hard with his open palm. The sharp sting made me jerk forward on his c**k, and I moaned louder. He sucked one of my t**s into his mouth, biting down on my n****e before licking it roughly. The pain mixed with everything else and made my thighs shake badly around him. I rode him faster, grinding my swollen c**t against the base of his c**k every time I came down. He kept slapping my ass in rhythm with his thrusts, the loud smacks filling the car along with my broken moans. “f**k, you’re such a desperate w***e for me,” he muttered around my tit, switching to the other one and sucking hard enough to leave marks. His c**k slammed into me senselessly, hitting so deep I saw stars. My body trembled as the pressure built up stronger and stronger inside me. My walls kept squeezing tighter around him as I creamed all over his length, soaking his suit trousers completely with my juices. I came violently around him. My whole body shook hard and my p***y pulsed and clenched around his c**k like crazy. “Daddy, I’m coming so f*****g hard on you!” I cried out. My legs locked up tight and my nails dug into his shoulders through his shirt while wave after wave crashed through me. My cream ran down between us in messy streams, dripping everywhere. He groaned loud against my chest and thrust up into me a few more times, burying himself as deep as he could go. I felt his c**k twitch and swell inside me before he filled me with his hot load in thick, heavy spurts. Each pulse splashed against my walls, so much c*m that it started leaking out around his c**k even while he was still inside me. We sat there for a long minute just catching our breath. His c**k kept twitching inside my p***y as the last drops pumped out. My body felt wrecked and satisfied but still hungry. I could feel his c*m slowly leaking out of me, running down my thighs and onto the seat. The drive home happened in this heavy silence. I got back in the driver seat with my torn gown pulled together the best I could. His c*m kept leaking steadily out of my stretched p***y the whole way, making my thighs all sticky. Neither of us said a word, but the air between us felt thick and charged, like we both knew this was only the beginning. When we finally pulled up to the house, Mom greeted us at the door with that warm smile of hers, wiping her hands on her apron. “There you two are” I smiled back at her, but then her next word froze me. “You guys are late though.I got home an hour ago.And I wanted to ask what you guys are doing on the road earlier, why do you stop? It looks like you have been on the road for some minutes before I got there” Cold blood ran through my brain