Where to start… Daddy had me bake on top of him the other day. I know that sounds silly to some of you. So, In other words, I got to ride daddies big cock while taking hits off my pipe and shot gunning them into his mouth. He had me take 4 big hits and… Continue reading Memorial Day. I’ll certainly remember this one.
My birthday night went really well. Daddy and I dropped off the baby with his parents and went to grab my breakfast pizza for dinner, we got back home and made some drinks and sat at the table eating our deliciousness. I told Daddy I sort of felt like it was my prom night or… Continue reading Birthday Present Update.
Some days I miss having Daddy all to myself. I miss being able to come home from work and not have to worry about dinner or kids or the messy house or laundry… I would love for a weekend alone with him. To have a day where I can be able to lounge around in… Continue reading Thoughts, Thoughts, Thoughts…
Daddy tried out our new toys on me this weekend! It was a night full of surprises and lots of ‘shh, you’re okay baby girl’ and ‘good girl’. Our bed was drenched! I have bruises from his grip and he’s got a few bite marks of his own. It’s so hard to remember what all… Continue reading playing with my toys.
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?
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.
Both kiddos woke up SUPER early this morning. That typically means they are due for an early night! That means, this girl might get some DADDY TIME to herself!! Collar, cock ring, ropes, paddle and Daddy’s hand… oh boy… I sure hope they fall asleep hard on the way home in the car! Maybe I’ll… Continue reading !Exclamation Points!
Ink. Daddy and I have matching tattoos. He has a crown and so do I. We put them on the middle fingers of our left hands. We were going to do our ring fingers, but I love wearing my ring and didn’t want to cover my tattoo. He is my King. I am his Queen.… Continue reading Ink.
This post is a bit off topic. I feel like to know my music, is to in a sense, to know me. I’m not discriminatory. Like my tastes in kink, my tastes in music have shifted and grown with me. Of course, I started off as a pop top 40 lover. Britney Spears, n*sync, backstreet… Continue reading music.
Sometimes I don’t know when to shut my mouth. Sometimes I like to push my boundaries. Sometimes Daddy has to punish me to help lessons stick. I had my first serious punishment this weekend. “How many do you think you deserve for that, little girl?” Daddy asked. His voice was low, he was very unhappy… Continue reading .Surrendered.
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