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11-28-2011, 04:08 PM
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╰☆╮Miss Sensuality╰☆╮
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Originally Posted by Marie89
Does anyone here have a fetish for calling their partner Daddy? Want to be a good little girl for a older man? It's one of my all-time favorite fantasies. It gets me off almost immediately.
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Yes, I do and have done so for many years with different partners. I enjoy it for many reasons.
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who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.
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11-28-2011, 04:17 PM
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Really Experienced
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11-28-2011, 08:04 PM
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Virgin
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"fuck me daddy"....is probably my favorite line in bed....omg
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11-28-2011, 08:09 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
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Quote:
Originally Posted by A_Little_Tease
oh yes......
"fuck me daddy"....is probably my favorite line in bed....omg
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Yesssssssssss! 
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
-AN
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11-28-2011, 08:27 PM
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Experienced
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11-28-2011, 08:33 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
sereneone4u is offline
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Or begging Daddy...begging Daddy is hawt 
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
-AN
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11-28-2011, 08:40 PM
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Experienced
Marie89 is offline
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Originally Posted by sereneone4u
Or begging Daddy...begging Daddy is hawt |
Begging is super fun.  |
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11-28-2011, 08:41 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
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Originally Posted by Marie89
Begging is super fun. |
Uh-huh 
And being Daddy's princess...and his slut...and his pet...
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
-AN
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11-28-2011, 08:45 PM
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Originally Posted by sereneone4u
Uh-huh
And being Daddy's princess...and his slut...and his pet... |
Mmm...I love being a slutty Princess. I get a tiara and everything |
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11-28-2011, 08:47 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
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Originally Posted by Marie89
Mmm...I love being a slutty Princess. I get a tiara and everything |
and I have a collar for special occasions
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
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11-28-2011, 08:49 PM
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I like this convo...its stirring me up!
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11-28-2011, 08:51 PM
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Mmmmmmm.....now if I could just find a baby girl near me.........I would be in heaven
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Don't let the name fool you, that may be my preferred kink but not my only one by far
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11-28-2011, 08:52 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
sereneone4u is offline
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Originally Posted by Pervy_Sage
I like this convo...its stirring me up!
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and letting Daddy do things no one else is allowed to do...
cause he is Daddy 
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
-AN
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11-28-2011, 08:56 PM
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Experienced
Marie89 is offline
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Originally Posted by sereneone4u
and letting Daddy do things no one else is allowed to do...
cause he is Daddy |
*nods with a happy smile* Daddy knows best... |
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11-28-2011, 08:57 PM
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Experienced
Marie89 is offline
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Originally Posted by sereneone4u
and I have a collar for special occasions
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Ooh I want a sparkly collar...to match my tiara |
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11-28-2011, 08:59 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
sereneone4u is offline
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Marie89
*nods with a happy smile* Daddy knows best... |
Quote:
Originally Posted by Marie89
Ooh I want a sparkly collar...to match my tiara |
yes, yes, YES!
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
-AN
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11-28-2011, 09:01 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
sereneone4u is offline
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Daddy growling in your ear that you are his good girl 
Cumming for Daddy
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
-AN
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11-28-2011, 09:06 PM
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Mmm...man..*
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11-28-2011, 09:06 PM
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Known to create Tsunami's
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I have done a phone session with a young lady and I must admit I lost it when she was begging Daddy to give her his cum.......very hawt indeed!!
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Don't let the name fool you, that may be my preferred kink but not my only one by far
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11-28-2011, 09:08 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
sereneone4u is offline
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Quote:
Originally Posted by DaddyJohn
I have done a phone session with a young lady and I must admit I lost it when she was begging Daddy to give her his cum.......very hawt indeed!!
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I do that for my Daddy
I wait for him on my knees by the front door when it is time for him to be home...and when he opens the door and comes inside, I worship his cock like a good little girl...
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
-AN
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11-28-2011, 09:13 PM
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Experienced
Marie89 is offline
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Quote:
Originally Posted by sereneone4u
I do that for my Daddy
I wait for him on my knees by the front door when it is time for him to be home...and when he opens the door and comes inside, I worship his cock like a good little girl... |
<3 aww, your daddy must love that. <3 |
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11-28-2011, 09:14 PM
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Known to create Tsunami's
DaddyJohn is offline
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Quote:
Originally Posted by sereneone4u
I do that for my Daddy
I wait for him on my knees by the front door when it is time for him to be home...and when he opens the door and comes inside, I worship his cock like a good little girl... |
Mmmmm, what a hot scene that presents, you ARE a good girl if you greet Daddy like that. 
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Don't let the name fool you, that may be my preferred kink but not my only one by far
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11-28-2011, 09:16 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
sereneone4u is offline
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Originally Posted by Marie89
<3 aww, your daddy must love that. <3
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Originally Posted by DaddyJohn
Mmmmm, what a hot scene that presents, you ARE a good girl if you greet Daddy like that. |
Yes, I am a very good girl for my Daddy
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
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11-28-2011, 09:16 PM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by sereneone4u
I do that for my Daddy
I wait for him on my knees by the front door when it is time for him to be home...and when he opens the door and comes inside, I worship his cock like a good little girl... |
Serene, I'm officially a fan! |
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11-28-2011, 09:17 PM
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Pleasing My Sir
sereneone4u is offline
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Originally Posted by Pervy_Sage
Serene, I'm officially a fan!
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Thank you
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When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.
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