Sweet_Pea24
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OK lol so hes not my "daddy" exactly, but that's what he likes to be called. So my husband comes home from work today, just as I'm putting dinner on the table. I was frying chicken actually. It was almost ready when he comes in the house, puts his work stuff down; walks over from behind and wraps his big muscley arms around me.
Now, I am a firm supporter of using cloths to get my daddy hard. Tonight I was wearing my old daisy dukes from when we were dating. They've actually gotten tighter. I nearly have to break out the pliers just to get them zipped!
My top was like this little light pink half top with a "hello kitty" picture on the front -- and yes I always have to complete such an ensemble with matching panties.
My daddy loves when I wear my hello kitty panties.
Anywayz - He waltzes over and hugs me up from behind...I automatically let out my most submissive giggle, and he asks me,
"Is baby in the mood to spit or swallow?"
So I whispered back pouting,
"You know I never waste a drop of your luvins' daddy... Never ever, I loves you to much."
OMG, the next thing I know he has my hair, gripping it right at the scalp and turns me around.
"What have I told you about dressing like a whore and running around half naked?!" He growls at me.
By this time I'm like - totally committed. I reach back and turn the chicken off since it's already done, and needs to cool anyway. Then I shoot him my innocent puppy-dog eyes, and sulk,
"I'm wearing cloths daddy...See?"
I whimpered at him pulling at my top. He stands there with this totally unimpressed look on his face, then jerks my head back by my long brown hair. My mouth gaped open releasing this submissive sigh nearly relived by his intensity, just before daddy spits in my mouth.
I looked at him knowing hes fucking horny and loving it. So I gazed into my husbands eyes and slowly -- ever so calmly began to gargle before swallowing. Then opening back up for more.
Hes like grinding his big hard bulge into my tummy, and I'm just clawing at his chest. Daddy knows what it does to baby when he spits in my "mouf." So now I'm just moaning at him,
"Oh my daddy's so sexy, so muscley...Can I touch your thingy daddy? It's so hard, you need to let me love on it for you. I want you to squirt all your salty love right down baby's "froat." I taunted him with my "baby talk."
So, would anyone like to hear how baby made her daddy squirt?
Now, I am a firm supporter of using cloths to get my daddy hard. Tonight I was wearing my old daisy dukes from when we were dating. They've actually gotten tighter. I nearly have to break out the pliers just to get them zipped!
My top was like this little light pink half top with a "hello kitty" picture on the front -- and yes I always have to complete such an ensemble with matching panties.
My daddy loves when I wear my hello kitty panties.
Anywayz - He waltzes over and hugs me up from behind...I automatically let out my most submissive giggle, and he asks me,
"Is baby in the mood to spit or swallow?"
So I whispered back pouting,
"You know I never waste a drop of your luvins' daddy... Never ever, I loves you to much."
OMG, the next thing I know he has my hair, gripping it right at the scalp and turns me around.
"What have I told you about dressing like a whore and running around half naked?!" He growls at me.
By this time I'm like - totally committed. I reach back and turn the chicken off since it's already done, and needs to cool anyway. Then I shoot him my innocent puppy-dog eyes, and sulk,
"I'm wearing cloths daddy...See?"
I whimpered at him pulling at my top. He stands there with this totally unimpressed look on his face, then jerks my head back by my long brown hair. My mouth gaped open releasing this submissive sigh nearly relived by his intensity, just before daddy spits in my mouth.
I looked at him knowing hes fucking horny and loving it. So I gazed into my husbands eyes and slowly -- ever so calmly began to gargle before swallowing. Then opening back up for more.
Hes like grinding his big hard bulge into my tummy, and I'm just clawing at his chest. Daddy knows what it does to baby when he spits in my "mouf." So now I'm just moaning at him,
"Oh my daddy's so sexy, so muscley...Can I touch your thingy daddy? It's so hard, you need to let me love on it for you. I want you to squirt all your salty love right down baby's "froat." I taunted him with my "baby talk."
So, would anyone like to hear how baby made her daddy squirt?
