Daddy Phone Sex Is Lillians Favorite Way To Cum

Daddy phone sex“Oh yes, daddy phone sex is the best!” I replied breathlessly. “These shorts are super short and they show off everything when I move around. My top is a tiny crop top that barely covers my tits; they bounce around whenever I walk or dance!”

He groaned at my description before continuing: “Fuck yeah! That sounds amazing…I bet every guy at the party is jealous knowing their girlfriends aren’t half as hot as you are underneath those clothes.” Then he asked curiously again: “Now tell me more about what else has been going on with everyone at the party while we chat on the phone here…anyone trying anything naughty with our little plaything?”

I thought back to earlier in the night when one of my friends had tried flirting shamelessly with me but quickly backed off once he realized who my ‘daddy’ was – no one messed with his property without consequences.

“Well actually…” I started hesitantly, not sure how much detail to go into. But then Daddy’s grip on my hips tightened slightly so I knew he wanted all the juicy gossip.

“There was this one guy who tried touching me inappropriately,” I admitted finally, feeling a thrill run through me from remembering it now. “But then his girlfriend showed up out of nowhere and freaked out on him for hitting on another girl right in front of her.”

Daddy let out a low rumble of laughter before speaking up again: “Good riddance to bad rubbish if you ask me,” he said dismissively. “No one touches what belongs to your old man except your old man himself.”

With that said, his hands moved down lower until they were cupping both cheeks firmly through fabric still damp from dancing all night long outside under flashing lights where anyone could see us grinding together. He squeezed them gently before pulling me closer still so our bodies were flush against each other once more.

“Now,” he growled into my ear, “it’s time for some real fun.” And with that, he lifted up my skirt and tore off what remained of my top revealing both breasts completely exposed underneath – his eyes devouring every inch as if they were starving for him. Then without warning, he pushed two fingers deep inside me causing me to cry out in pleasure mixed with pain from how tight I was after being teased all night long by others but never truly satisfied until now when it counted most: being filled by someone who knew exactly how much I loved it rough and dirty like this…my very own daddy!

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