Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410
As soon as I heard Daddy’s truck pull into the drive, I ran outside with my little bare feet and the plastic plate of food I’d grilled up just for him. “Daddy! Daddy!” I squealed as he climbed down from the lifted truck. The little fake grilled steak had slipped off my plate from all my bouncing, but I picked it up super fast and dusted it off. Putting it back on the plate before he could see I’d dropped it.
“Hey Princess, what do you have there?” Daddy asked as he scooped me up into his arms. I proudly showed off the plate of toy green beans, mashed potatoes, and a grilled steak.
“It’s Steak and blow job day, just for you!”
Steak And Blow Job Day!
I happily pushed the plate to his chest as he laughed a big laugh from deep in his chest. “Is it now? Where’d you hear that?”
He kissed my cheek as I explained that the teachers were whispering about it at lunch. “They said they had to serve up steaks and blow jobs to all the hot daddies because it was a holiday. But I didn’t want anyone cooking for my daddy, so I did it myself!”
Daddy chuckled again and said he could see the perfectly grilled steak on the plate (I picked it up and broke the magnets apart so he could see it was cooked to the perfect temperature.), but he was wondering what I knew about blow jobs. My cheeks blushed as I shrugged. “Can you teach me how to give the best blow job, Daddy?” He carried me into the house and booped my nose playfully.
“Only if you never tell Mommy I taught you. Our secret, okay?”
Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410