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By:Alexis Angel


We head to the shower and I realize how wobbly my legs are when I actually need to hold the hand he offers on the way. I steady myself. "I hope you haven't permanently made me bow legged, Magnus," I say. "You won't always be there to escort me to the shower."

We don't say anything, after that, for a while.

The hot water washes away all the sweat and cum on our bodies, but rising with the steam of the shower is our fears and worries. Reality, insidious and all around us as the water vapor makes the bathroom humid, it threatens to erase everything. But I won't forget how he made me feel. How he feels inside me.

Magnus finishes washing my hair and pulls it all together in a makeshift ponytail. Handle, if you will. "You want me in all your holes," Magnus says with a throaty chuckle. "That's music to my ears, princess. My cock prefers your holes to anything else. Fucking you feels like coming home," he laughs. "How fucked is that? I know we shouldn't, but yet here I am, ready to see you drop to your knees when we're done and get all dirty again." His voice is so gruff and sensual; all I can focus on is that he wants to fuck me as much as I want to fuck him. I am subconsciously licking my lips at just the thought of tasting him. Magnus releases my hair now and we finish washing up, but his sensual voice vibrates all through my body. I feel the quickening in my stomach, the ache throughout my body. My throat feels empty now, jealous of the rest of my holes getting claimed by him. I remember the way it felt to taste his cock, his cum, mixed with my pussy. I run my fingers through my slit and rub the moisture I find there that isn't from washing, but fresh arousal at his presence, at his words. I slick my moisture over the glistening pre-cum on his massive cock. "I want to taste us," I tell him, so aroused that I can barely manage the words. My lips are trembling.

The way that he's looking at me right now, I feel like we're both in a trance. I wrap my hands around his cock. Magnus shuts off the water and we're both still dripping wet, but that's all the invitation I need to draw his cock into my mouth and start sucking him. I lick the whole length of his cock and then I suck him in deep. It isn't long before we're both shuddering. When his cock jets hot cum down my throat, my pussy is shivering with my own orgasm. I don't even have to touch myself. Sucking his cock makes me cum because that's how much I really do crave my Daddy in all of my holes.

I feel his cock quicken. I cup his balls in my hands, and they are loaded up. He's ready to burst, and I'm ready to swallow him.

Magnus cups my chin, groaning low in his throat, “I’m cumming. Drink me up, Penny.” The way he moans my name makes me shiver. I slide Magnus’s cock even deeper down my throat and swallow every hot drop of his cum I can before I pull out that massive cock, stroking the shaft. I rub the sticky final rope of cum over my lips, and draw my fingers to my own creamy pussy lips. I run that against my lips, tasting us both together.

I stand in the shower, and Magnus steadies me as I rise. His lips close over mine, and a thrill shoots through me with the realization that we're tasting each other like this.

I love being so naughty with my Daddy.





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The New York Daily Journal





Who Moved My Cheese?





Gossip Central on Page Eight. From the Desk of Vicky Durner - All the gossip you never even knew you needed to know!



Good morning Gothamites! There's a new sensation going on in the streets of our fair city recently. One that has New Yorkers from all walks of life scratching their heads. They just can't figure out what's gotten into Magnus Davion.

What am I talking about?

Mr. Bad Boy Superstar has been replaced by Mr. Rogers and the sweater vest.

Well, maybe the sweater vest is a bit too much. He's still got the ripped body and fantastic abs. And we've all seen what he's packing below the waist.

But while the city expects Magnus Davion to misbehave, what it doesn't expect is for him to turn into a pillar of society.

And when I say pillar, I'm not talking about an erect sex organ. I'm talking about an upstanding citizen.

That's right, New Yorkers. Meet Magnus Davion, savior of the city.

In the last two weeks, this ex-bad boy billionaire has been seen at three charity fundraisers. He's hosted a blood drive from his Midtown offices. He's donated coats. He's read books to orphans. He's even donated a hospital wing to Beth Israel's children's section.

This is not the same man who used to spray ejaculate on women's faces in front of 50,000 people.

This is not the same man who crashed his car into the side of St. Patrick's Cathedral because he was too busy having fellatio performed on him by two women. Not just one, but two.

This is not the same man who left Academy Award Winning Best Actress Michele Roberts VonCannon using her Oscar acceptance speech to make a heartfelt plea to return her phone calls.