Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Yay! Father’s Day! Other than my birthday, It might be my most favorite day of the year! Can you guess why? Because I get to spoil daddy, duh! Every other day of the year, Daddy looks after me. He teases me and pleases me and works so hard to tolerate all of my wacky emotions and tough to deal with bratty mouth.

He’s such a good Daddy and on Father’s day, I can go all out to show him how much I appreciate him. This year, Father’s day falls on a Sunday, which means I can wake him up with a hot, slow, sensual blow job in bed without fear of making him late for work!

Happy Father’s Day, Daddy

 

When the sun peeks through the blinds, I’ll wiggly myself down under the covers. His warm body feels so good against my fingers as I slip lower and lower. Placing tiny, whisper-like kisses along his side and then over his tummy. My greedy little fingers will search over his thigh to find that bulge of his cock.

Once my lips start moving lower, he’ll begin to stiffen. My mouth waters just watching how good his cock fills up my hand as I tug and stroke. Then I hear him clear his throat and a flood of light washes into the covers. He has lifted the blankets to smirk down at me. “What have you found, little Kayla?” Daddy asks with sleepy but lust-filled eyes.

My lips part to surround exactly what I’ve found.

Happy Father’s Day, Daddy!

 

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357