Page 36 of My Fake Mafia Daddy


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I'm flying.There's no other way to describe it.

I dip beneath the bubbles, burying my head in the warm water. My alien duckies float around the edges of the tub, and I smile as I press them against my chest.

Constantine is thebestDaddy ever. Never in my life did I expect to have a Daddy who pleases me and gives me aftercare.

Constantine makes me feel like the bad things in my past never happened. He accepts me despite my illness, cherishes me, and he doesn't give a shit that I take omeprazole. He even pledged to bring me to a doctor and help me with my health. How amazing is that?

I blow bubbles underwater as I turn around in the bathtub. The heat on my naked body feels amazing, and I can't help but laugh.

Constantine squirts shampoo into his palm. "Damn, cutie pie. You're enjoying yourself."

I place the cutest alien ducky which I named Mr. Green the Second on the edge of the tub.

"Yes, Daddy." My cheeks flush pink. "I feel so precious and small. Thank you for providing this aftercare for me."

Constantine smiles as he kisses my cheek. "No problem at all, sweet boy." Massaging his hands together, he brings the shampoo to my hair. "Close your eyes. I'll shampoo you now."

I drift into the clouds like a great big spaceship as Constantine lathers my hair. I collapse on the back of the tub, warm tingles shooting across my skin, soaking up everything. Constantine's fingers on my scalp are relaxing as hell, and it takes exceptionally little time before I fly.

I pretend I'm on an unknown planet and Constantine rescued me. He's the extraterrestrial savior the strong wind took me to all those years ago when I fantasized about a new life with Mama.

With every passing moment, Constantine proves he has what it takes to be my Daddy and more. He cherishes me and holds me close, and if the way he eats me out is a sign, he's attracted to me too.

Constantine will never let me go.

Rimjobs. A groan escapes me as my ass burns, throbbing with need. I picture Constantine's lips on my hole, plunging into my channel walls, and my cock gets hard and achy again.

I can't believe I've lived on this planet for twenty-one years without knowing what a rimjob is. It boggles the fucking mind how amazing it felt.

I was so submissive and out of control. I had no choice but to surrender to Daddy's tongue.

I've dreamt of Daddies making love to me and accepting my "abnormal" kinks like masturbating with Mr. Green, but not once have I pictured my dream Daddy putting his lips on my asshole. The act was indescribable. I screamed into the sofa cushions and fought like hell not to erupt.

But I couldn't control myself. The pleasure rocketing through me was too intense to bear, and I barreled toward my orgasm in record time.

I spurted hot strings of cum all over my belly and destroyed the couch.

I replay Constantine's filthy words in my head one more time, and burst into laughter when I realize how true they are.

"You let out so many cummies, sweet boy. Fucking turned the couch cushions into a modern art exhibit for Daddy."

I glance down at my dick in the bubbles and pat it proudly.Good job, I think, poking the pink tip.You made Daddy proud. Congratulations.

Constantine watches me. "What are you doing, boy?"

I withdraw my hand from my dick and bring it to the side of the tub. I rein in my emotions and try not to laugh.

"Nothing, Daddy." I shrug my shoulders, as if this is the least important thing in the world. "I'm getting the soap off. That's all."

Constantine shoots me a glance that tells me he doesn't believe my story. "Sure," he growls. Squirting more shampoo in his palms, he lathers up my hair again. "You're hard again, sweetheart. Your dick wouldn't be a rock if you weren't horny."

I bring bubbles to my cheeks and bury myself in them to distract from my arousal.

"You're mean." I pretend to be cross as I turn over in the tub so that my dick faces the bottom. "I'm not horny."

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