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Most girls say that it wasn’t their choice. But I have a very different story. It was me who snuck into his room. Late at night while everyone else was sleeping.I wanted to be daddy’s barely legal honey pot. As a matter of fact I had a crush on daddy for as long as I can remember. It started while I was still a kid. I couldn’t explain the tingling feeling between my thighs whenever I would see him.

It’s true I think back on it all the time. How daddy would always get a boner whenever I climbed into his lap. I loved to sit right on top of it and wiggle around.In the early days he would always try to stop me from moving so much. But in the end I would always get my way. He would just sit there and try to pretend that he wasn’t turned on.But I would notice his heart racing.And the change in his breathing.

Then one day it happened.

We were up late watching tv .And I climbed up into his lap.I started to grind and whind in his lap. And this time daddy didn’t stop me .He usually says stop honey.But this time he grapped my by my waist.Then whispered you’re my little honey pot. It made me so hot to feel his breath on my neck.I started to grind harder.

Then it happened I heard him moan softly.And I felt his knees start to shake . Then I felt his hot load on my ass.Daddies cum filled his pants and wet my tight little rump. Suddenly his gasped and pushed me away .But I giggled because I knew that I had him.And this was our little secret.After that he was like puddy in my hands .And I could get him to do anything that I wanted.

Stay tuned for part 2

 

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