I think I have a problem. I love to play with myself. I have a pink vibe that I adore to put right on my clit and go to town. Daddy knows I play, but I doubt he knows how often. Today on my lunch break I ran home and plopped my happy butt on… Continue reading Problem?
We haven’t played hard lately, nothing really that edgy to post about. .. We’ve been spending a lot of time bonding. Valentine’s Day was nice, we got out of the house on a date (without the kiddos!) we went to a movie and out to a bar afterwards. Dead Pool was great! I highly recommend… Continue reading .Vanilla.
So, apparently, I need to work on my wording while texting Daddy. I was thanking him kindly for the good morning loving. I said ‘thanks for the amazing g spot fuck this morning by the way. Your dick was right on the money. I miss your morning wood sometimes.’ To which I corrected ‘ most… Continue reading .Texting Mayhem.
One finger, two fingers, three fingers, and then there were four were inside. Daddies thumb circled my sweet spot just as his middle finger found my g, and before I knew it, I was a hot mess, tossing my head back and forth, clawing for something, anything to grab onto. Daddy knew how to help;… Continue reading Primal Urges