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A car door shuts somewhere outside. My ears perk up and my head tilts to the side as I listen, “Daddy?” I hop off the couch, skipping down the hall to kneel in the foyer. My head is still turned toward the front door to listen carefully for his heavy footsteps coming up the walkway. An uncontrollable wiggle takes over my rear as I hear the key get pushed into the lock. The tiny clicks of it turning in place make me bounce in place and then the door opens and I squeal!
“Who’s Daddy’s good girl?” He asks chuckling at my giddy expression and how I’m squirming to stay in place on my knees, naked before him with only my thick leather collar around my neck.
Good Girl
“Me, me, me!” I sit up tall on my knees with my arms up like a begging pet. My tongue lolls out as I pant for Daddy’s attention. He pats the top of my head while lowering his work bag to the floor.
“What’s my good girl done all day, huh?” His thick fingers grip my collar, pulling me up to my feet as his head lowers to kiss my lips softly. The wiggle returns to my backside and I just can’t be still. There’s so much excited energy running through my system at just the sight of him. He releases the collar and slaps my naked tits. One then the other. Hard enough to leave a red blush in the wake of his fingers. The heavy swing of my breasts makes me whine. “Ready to get used, princess?”
I happily nod and turn to grab my leach from the rack. clutching it between my lips, I offer it up to Daddy like his very good little girl.
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