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His cock rams a punishment into my cervix. The pain only adds to the rising pleasure.
He grabs the helmet and soon I hear the rasping breath of Darth Vader. "Now I'm going to cum, in you, Madeline," he rumbles in the voice I love.
"Yes!" I cry. "Fuck me, Darth Vaderrrr! Uhhh!" I buck and scream as I cum again. This one is unfettered, beautiful, delicious.
He grunts and pulls on my hips roughly, stabbing me deep, pulling more wonderful throbs from me. He jerks, shooting his hot cum into me.
"Yes," I purr. "Oh, yes."
He pulls out of me and I fall to the couch.
Darth Vader puts away his cock and then leans over me, powerful and intimidating. "Next time, I'm going to cum in your throat." Then he turns and sweeps back into the house.
I shudder, feeling glorious after two orgasms.
But dread begins to pool in my stomach. Oh, God. Daddy fucked me. Dad. I let him because I'm a sicko. My clit gives two traitorous throbs. My guts twist.
I stare at the screen just as Han slices open the Tauntaun with Luke's lightsaber.
I jerk. Fuck. Fucking daddy felt awful and so good.
Shit. I'm in trouble.
- COMMENTS
undercovernympho19almost 8 years agoI'm dying to see where the story goes! Please write another chapter. Daddy needs to fuck Madeline again, and she needs to beg for it, without the Darth Vader mask!
Anonymousabout 8 years agoWe need a chapter 3. I've been waiting so long. This is the hottest story, along with the first, I've ever read. ♡
