There is nothing better than being daddy’s girl phone sex. At first, it was awkward, all the deep tongue kissing. Then, Daddy slipped into my 
Droom at night. He started off biting my nipples and having me jerk him off. Daddy always drilled into this catholic girl that I must save myself for marriage. He came in and told me I was getting so big, and it was time that he made me into a woman. He had me dress like I was going to school, his favorite outfit. A cu e plaid skirt and white shirt with those sexy knee socks. Oh, ho, he loved to hug me tight every morning.
Now that I was all dressed in my favorite pressed outfit. It was only us for the afternoon. It was no secret that everyone knew I was daddys girl phone sex. So I went and sat on daddys lap, and we looked at a ton of pictures o girls like me dressed more slutty than me. The things they were doing shocked me. Daddy began to slide his hand right up my skirt and flaunt my sexy body. As we flipped the pages, the pics got more graphic, and that’s when Daddy wanted me to act out those sexy pictures. On the next page, she also had a cock in her mouth. My nipples began to get very hard, and Daddy slipped his hand into my blouse to squeeze them.
Daddys girl phone sex
I guess I got carried away because I didn’t notice Daddy was still there watching me. That’s when it happened. he had me on my knees, my skirt up, and panties to the side. I was biting my lower lip so hard with anticipation for what was coming that I drew blood. I could feel his hard cock shaft against my ass crack and the mushroom head against my pussy. So I looked at his face, scared and excited. I saw that look while he examined my sweet catholic schoolgirl ass. Dad called me a little teasing slut and said I needed to be taught a lesson. He did that. Maybe you want to hear more of my daddy stories, then give this sweet cunny a call.
