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“Don’t get up” Chet smirks, wiping his cock on your face. “I’m going to go get a drink, be right back to fuck that pussy of yours.” He walks to the kitchen as you kneel there, dazed, cum and drool on your face and tits. He’s smiling as he get’s back. “Your father’s got good taste in scotch” he says, dangling the bottle in front of you, the words he wrote right in your face.

‘From the best damn housewife I ever had;) Have fun at college and don’t forget to call! Love, dad’ After the divorce you basically took care of the household. Cooking, cleaning, laundry, the works.

“I guess you took good care of your daddy huh?” Chet smirks. “Maybe I’ll have you call me daddy from now one” He finishes his drink and lifts you up, throwing you on the bed, your arms still tied behind your back. He takes off the rest of his clothes and moves on top of you. “Wait… Chet… the condom, you promised!” You say, struggling against him, trying to kick him off with your legs. Chet just laughs. “I had a change of heart after seeing that bottle. The perfect housewife? That’s exactly what I’m looking for. I’m sure your daddy won’t mind. If he did, he should have claimed you himself.” Chet kisses you, forcing his tongue in your mouth as he spreads your legs, his cock resting on your pussy.

You struggle in his grip, trying to break free and escape. Chet holds you down and looks you in the eye before moving back a bit before thrusting inside of you. “Fuck you’re wet. You want this, you little slut, you want to be my pregnant little fucktoy.” Chet grunts as he starts moving in and out of you, stretching you around his cock. Your whimpers of pain and discomfort seem to only edge him on to take you harder.

“That’s it… good girl… take that cock!” He starts thrusting harder and harder. You let out an involuntary moan as your pussy slowly accommodates his cock. Your helplessness as you lie beneath him turning you on as Doe starts taking over, pushing your male self to the back of your mind. “Tell me you love daddy’s cock” sneers Chet as he takes you.

Moaning and whimpering as Chet’s cock starts feeling better and better. The feeling of being claimed by an alpha male, reduced to his fucktoy, his cumbucket, his breeding slut overwhelming your male self as you start to come.

“Chet! I… oh god… I’m gonna… aaah!” You moan louder and louder as you’re pushed over the edge

Feeling you grip his cock as you cum, squeezing it pushes Chet over the edge as well. “Fucccccckkkk! I’m gonna come Doe... I’m gonna breed you!”