I love it when you call me from the car baby and insist I call you daddy. I’m your secret whore, the only girl who will let you brutally beat down while fucking since your so unhappy at home. I love my old broken daddy’s like you. Calling me up and breathing heavy with just a few minutes to spare begging me to be your baby girl, or the bitch you take your rape fantasies out on, it’s always your choice.
This week however you fantasized about daddy time and that young young fuzzy fanny, taking you back to the time you touched your own daughter. You wanted to relive every moment of opening her door while mommy was asleep, pulling her little panties to the side, and slowly fingering her tiny cookie. That soft white cream all over your fingers made your nuts build up. You would rub it all over your cock head and tasting the rest.
Let me call you daddy as you feel me up too, take me back to that place where you felt so powerful yet creepy. It’s your only desire in life, shoving that big girthy muscle in some tight tight coochie and feeling it ripping around your shaft. Let me grab you tightly as my legs are wrapped around you gently moaning “daddy daddy no”. Your gently thrusting inside me, in and out, telling me “it’s ok, it’s our special secret” like you did way back when.
My snatch is leaking heavily as your walking me through it daddy, god damn I’m so turned out. I’d love to have a baby with you daddy, shoot up inside me and we can have an incestual love child together. I have no limits and love hearing y’all cum as I whimper in my sweet voice “harder harder daddy”.
I’m always down for that father daughter special time with you honey and I know you feel that urge to bust those big fatty nuts in my tiny barely legal soiled cave.






















