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I bite my lower lip and widen my legs, unable to resist the chance to be a brat. “Give me all you got, Daddy.”

He did and I loved every fucked up moment of it.

Epilogue 2

Lincoln

Twenty years later

Fisting my cock harder, I groan as I feel my balls draw up tighter and tighter. The sounds of sweet whimpers and moans fill my office, and I’m going fucking feral for the way she’s riding that dido.

Venomousking: You can go harder than that. Come on, Peaches, pretend it’s my cock and cum around it. I want to hear you scream.

I type into the chat box of the live video feed. A private room just for me.

She looks over at the computer, her lips parted, panting heavenly. “Fuck,” she moans, moving the toy in and out of her harder, faster.

Venomousking: Good fucking girl.

Seeing my girl like this, coming undone by my commands, never gets old.

After we had our last baby, Raven was starting to feel off. Once you have six kids all within a year apart of each other, it's hard to find time for anything or even have sex.

It took years before we started having the sex life we used to before the babies.

Now we’re in a bigger house, a mansion if you will. Kids on one side of the house, the adults on the other. They know better than to make their way over to our side when the red light by the stairwell is on. Unless it’s an emergency.

But seeing Raven craving what we used to have, I went back to the website she cammed on for that small period and sent her an email.

The look on her face when she saw Venomousking missed her and wanted her to come back was worth it.

Since then, every month I come to my office while she’s at home, and we pretend we’re strangers on the internet while she does every filthy thing I ask her to on that cam. It’s our thing, something we share together, and it’s still as fucking hot as it was back then.

Raven might be thirty-nine, but it’s like she hasn’t aged. She’s fucking gorgeous and makes my cock rock hard every time I lay eyes on her.

“Daddy, oh god. I’m so close,” she moans, and I curse, moving my hand faster as I lean forward. I’m close, so damn close, but I need her to cum for me first.

Venomousking: That’s it, baby. Look at those thighs shake. Cum for me, Peaches. Shatter on that dildo like it’s my cock.

She looks over at the camera, her free hand grasping her breast. My mouth waters, wanting to trace all those sexy stretch marks on her tits and belly.

When she reads what I've sent, she closes her eyes, arches her back, and lets out a scream that echoes throughout the room.

“Yes, God, oh fuck!” Her orgasm hits her hard, and the sight of her coming undone has my balls drawing up. I lean back, letting out a long groan as my cock twitches, cum shooting up and covering my abs. It feels like I fucking cum forever.

Breathing heavily, I see her look at the camera with a dopey smile. “Thanks for playing.” She gives me an air kiss. “Goodbye.”

Ending the live, I close my eyes and soak up the high of my climax.

"Oh daddy, harder. Fuck, baby, I'm gonna cum!" a mocking voice sounds from the doorway.

My eyes snap open, and I send a glare to Zayden. Pulling myself under my desk, I angle the laptop so he doesn’t see anything.

“What the fuck are you doing in my office?” I snarl.

"Just came to tell you that I kicked the ass of that little punk-ass bitch who was picking on Clarke. Didn't expect to find you watching porn. I'm telling Mom. What kind were you watching anyway? She sounds kinda hot."

A slow smirk takes over my face. “That was your mother,” I chuckle.

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