I’m sorry. I’m really really sorry. But do you think you could touch me here? Would you be willing to get your fingers dirty?

I’m sorry. I’m really really sorry. But do you think you could touch me here? Would you be willing to get your fingers dirty?

When You Hold Me Like This, I Know Nothing Can Steal Me Away. You Make Me Feel Safe.

&Amp;Ldquo;Lay On Your Belly, My Grace.&Amp;Rdquo;

I Doubt My Ability To Be Brave Enough To Ask For This&Amp;Hellip;.

I Just Want To Look Good For You. I Just Want To Be Good To You.

This Is Called The He-Is-Pushing-It-Into-My-Ass Dance. I&Amp;Rsquo;M Quite Fond Of This Little Foot Shuffle.

I Like Blood. It Is The Only Bodily Fluid That For Me Doesn&Amp;Rsquo;T Illicit A Response Of &Amp;Ldquo;Gross&Amp;Rdquo; And &Amp;Ldquo;Keep It Away!&Amp;Rdquo; That Being Said, I Am Having Challenging Leaps In My Mind When It Comes To Daddy&Amp;Rsquo;S Fluids. I Still Find

I Seem To Have Acquired A Pleasant Physical Response To Photos Of Furry Men With Their Cocks Near/In Women’s Faces. Humm….. Wonder Where That Came From?

Violent-Rape-Fantasies: I Need You To Fucking Abuse Me, Daddy. Destroy All My Holes——Bend Over, Little Girl, And Bite The Sheets. Daddy’s Had A Stressful Day, And He’s Going To Take It All Out On You.

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As You Fill My Belly, As You Give Me Purpose. My Eyes Always Stay On You.

Slow And Passionate Kisses. For Hours And Hours. Blind To Revert Thing But The Needs Of My Mouth And The Feel And Taste Of Yours. Oral Fixation? Just A Little Bit.

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