Daddy’s Sex Slut: Paying Rent By Fucking My Pop

I loathed the idea, but I had no choice. I’d lost my job & with student loans & other bills, I had to move back home with my parents. My parents were great–wouldn’t accept even a token rent. Still, I really had to swallow my pride when I moved home. Turns out, Daddy decided I couldn’t stay totally rent-free. When mom’s not around, Daddy does expect payment, a special currency–my purity, my body, my submission. He made that clear the night I moved in, when he slipped into my room, bound my hands behind me, and…well, you can guess the rest. Then again, why guess? Read the entire sordid, savage tale…