All Chapters of All Yours Daddy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

All Yours Daddy. “I am sorry to inform you miss Nuella. We would not be taking your admission into the nursing school.""Why?" She inquired as perplexion washed through her, her happy expression drastically replaced with a confused one. "Your father has placed a warning across the entire Nursing school; I am afraid no school would take you."Nuella's heart sank. Her head spun as she tried to acknowledge the sabotaging news. Her father? Once again he was going to be the hindrance to her joy?She stared up at the Admin officer. "But... But this is unprofessional." She blurted out, trying to cover the series of pain that was shutting through her."I am sorry, Miss Nuella. But your father is a highly principled man, and he might go to any length to bring us down if we do not comply with him. I am sorry." He added again closing the files in front of him.Nuella stared at him dumbfoundedly. This was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. Her mouth parted, but they closed again bec

All Yours Daddy.Hungrily, Mr. Devine ran his tongue against hers, his hand constantly groping and fondling her succulent ass with the intensity that propelled him to bend her over and fill her tight cunt with his heavy member. Nuella is swept off her feet by this hot and passionate kiss. Her hands were firmly curled behind his neck as she relished in the passionate kiss that had made her pussy a soaking mess. Her toes curled and her inner churned as his hand fondled her ass cheeks, constantly dropping hot spanks against her ass. Hot spanks that had her body squirming and her pussy dripping with much desire to be sucked. Oh, her body trembled. Just how would it feel to have his tongue gliding passionately against her pussy while she throw her head backward and moaned his name hotly into the air with her nails buried into the scalp of his hair. Her nipples tightened painfully, they had turned perky, and needy, and the desire to have him running his thumb against them flushed into her.

All Yours Daddy. “Oh My God. Your big monster Is starting to rise." Nuella noted with a very sarcastic chuckle, and Mr. Devine groaned, staring down at her, mishcevious sight of the Perfectly structured 5’7 feet petite Niella. Gosh! She looked fucking innocent, chuckling this way, and the innocent sight of her had his cock swelling with more desire to have her, but he pulled away and muttered."You are being a bad girl, Momma.""Isn't that what you want? A bad girl who would grind on your cock and make you moan out loud? A bad girl who would go on your knees and take Daddy’s cock like a good girl?”Mr Devine stared down at her. His face is still very much unfazed and without a detectable expression. But deep down he was burning with the desire to bend her over and fill her pussy with his dick. His cock had twitched at her question a minute ago and his jaws had tightened, could she have done all of those things with her ex? Had she gone down on her knees and sucked his cock. Anger sur

All Yours Daddy. Nuella woke up the next day to the hostility of a banging headache that dominated a wide range of her head. She adjusted and got into a sitting position, her hand gripping her forehead as she caressed it softly, trying to relieve herself from the pain that mingled through her. Slowly, the image of yesterday's action began to invade her head, from slow and vivid till everything became clear to her as they flushed into her head in a blink. Nuella’s eyes widened at the imagination. "No." She denied, sitting upright, and shaking her head. But with each shake of her head, the image of their illicit actions only got clearer, reminding her of everything that happened between her and Mr Devine last night. Noelle's heart rosed a deep feeling of fear gathered at the pit of her stomach, administering a sick feeling into her as she recalled everything, everything that happened between them yesterday. All of which she had pioneered. How she had shamelessly moved her hand ag

All yours Daddy. Nuella sat on the stool at the bar center of Mr Devine’s house. Her hands rested on the counter while her eyes rested on the heavy-course meal that she desired. Mr Devine. Since he pulled her out of the hug, he had not stared at her with those longing eyes and that had her thoughts conflicting. She ran her hand over her lower lips, with even more conflicting thoughts. Was he avoiding her? Did he just pull her into that hug because she appeared needy of it? Last night she remembered all the words he said to her. Words like he would not stop touching her. Did he mean those words? Or they were just devised mechanisms to make her feel desired. She got down from the stool and took a step closer. Without all decency ridden, she closed the space between them, by hugging him from behind and, wrapping her hand around his chest, pressing her heavy boobs against his hard back. Mr Devine stiffened. The feeling of her body against his had his groin tightened, his entire body