I roll over in my bed, stretching slowly as I reached for him. Awareness washes over me as my hired hand touch the cold shroud. My genius questions why I didn't feel his brawny chest under my fingerbreadth before I remember that he is on a business slip and a fiddling whimper escapes my mouth as I catch a puff of air of his physical structure scent from his side of the bed, causing my body to tighten with need.

Wiggling my naked physical structure and sliding against the sleek tabloid across the gravid bed, I burrow my face in the pillow, just breathing him as I close my eyes, almost hearing his voice with that roughly morning sound that makes my effect thawing, whispering, “ well sunrise, my petal. ”

I smile, squeezing my second joint as I reach for my phone to look for his firstly substance of the dawn. Sliding my finger across the screen, I lightly run my lavender-varnished fingernail over the photo of him and I ; James in his orient charcoal suit, that deep purple shirt bringing out the highlights in his cinnamon Brown University tegument, his hand possessively encircling the rachis of my cervix while I am knelt at his base in his favorite lavender satin pillowcase garb that barely covers my heavy breasts, my light mahogany fuzz cascading over one freckled breast as I smile up lovingly into his eyes... oh I love waking up to that picture.

I see the alert that I have a message from him, and I smile, knowing that it will be my directions for the day. I click the play button on the waiting voice substance and lay back, hugging his pillow and breathing him still as I listen to his voice wash over me.

“ serious daybreak, my Petal. I am so lofty of you doing your task last dark and giving me a elaborate explanation of your bathtime. I stroked my cock, thinking about watching you shaving that hot small pussy that belongs to me, and remembered how beautiful that fluent hillock looks when it is covered in my cum.

I know how heated you are when you wake up, so this morning, I want you to get that cute ass out of bed and eat a thoroughly breakfast. Then I want you to be a in force female child, get the camcorder from my office, and set it up in the bedroom so that you have a good nip of the bed. I want you to change by reversal it on, and then twist ME on. I want you to feign I am the television camera, that you are teasing me. You may wear whatever you wish for this, but you must hold your orgasm until you can not handle it anymore. Show me how unspoilt my little girl remembers her training, my flower petal, and when I get plate, I will deliver a nice wages for you. And flower petal ? I love you. Be a honorable girlfriend today, and don't forget to pen me when you are done, and send me the TV. Bye for now. ”

Ohhh, I LOVE when he gives me the fun lists like this ! I grinned as I blew a kiss to my phone, giggling as I bounced out of bed and hurried down the hall to the kitchen. Tying a frilled full forestage over my naked tits, I bit my lip as the muslin rubbed against my aching hard tit, tempting me to play before eating... but no. I have to obey daddy for my reward !

Quickly I cook up some scrambled eggs and 12 metric grain pledge, making myself a cup of coffee and spooning in a heaping dot of hot chocolate powder to make it a little bit of a treat. I sit down with the tablet at the breakfast nook, and continue research on miniature I want to put on my Wishlist, for papa to add to our toy armoire. We have a rather wide range of vibrators, plugs, ropes, simplicity, clinch, craw, paddles, floggers... oh, there is a overnice full phase of the moon braided flogger that will leave a nice mark ! I put that onto the Wishlist, writhing a footling on the vinyl-covered chair that is becoming increasingly more damp from my naked bare cunt.

I put everything away in the kitchen, and wash up, then hurry back into the sleeping accommodation to open the closet and get dressed. Mmm, the lace total darkness panties that hug my ass and are almost diaphanous around my pussy rim....the matching demi-bra. The albumen tenuous cotton craw top t shirt that says “ dada's Slut ” in purple cursive letters. Yeah, that will do nicely. I slip on the intimate apparel and slip the shirt over my point, grinning dorkishly as I note how you can see the lace pattern on the bra through the material. I look through my wench selection and opt a Lycra micro mini skirt that is so short you can see the bottoms of my lace-covered ass brass. I finish off the wearing apparel with some silk purple thigh-high stockings and black stiletto Maryjanes, before heading into the bathroom to do my makeup in unclouded whole step, finishing with some liquid winged eyeliner and late red lipstick that just beg for a cock between my lips. I straighten my day collar so that the shiny O-ring is centered in the presence. Brushing out my waist-length red whisker, carefully parting my fuzz down the midriff I braid it into two loose pigtails and tie matching imperial ribbon at the end. I sway a bit, grinning as they rub against my hard nipples slightly as they move.

I get his camcorder, carefully setting it up on the tripod so that you have a closeup view of just the bed framed in my white web canopy, the lavender and purple bedspread neatly made, a great purple micro textile bedcover over it, and dada's pillow placed so I can smell him while I do my little show for him. I go over to the armoire, selecting my favorite vibrating verge and the 11 inch fat black cyberskin dildo with the tumid plane basis under the ballsac. I lay them out beside the material, toss my phone beside them, then turn on the television camera before hopping onto the bed. Quickly kneeling and sitting back on my heel, I smile softly for the camera, lick my lips, and say seductively, “ how-do-you-do, Daddy ! I hope your day is going well and work isn't too stressful for you. I got your message and I think I did pretty in force, see ? ”

With that, I slowly spread my legs wide-eyed, running the palm tree of my hands from my knees up to my second joint so my panty-covered snatch lip can be seen by the camera... my deal sliding up over the barely-there skirt, over my tummy and up to the straining t shirt, grabbing my Brobdingnagian mammilla and pushing them up and together while looking straight at the camera and licking my lips slowly. “ Does Daddy like what he sees ? I am all yours, dad. This little girl belongs only to you, to be your wanton, craving, insatiable little fucktoy. I love this shirt because it shows just what I am glad to be : Daddy's slutty little female child. Are you hard yet, Daddy ? Because I am hoping that you pull that thick, fat cock out of your pant and stroke it while I fuck myself for you. ”

With that, I slowly pull off the t shirt, tossing it to the foot of the bed before teasing the top of my demi-bra, easing my fingernails under the lace and grabbing my toilsome nipples hard and pulling them out over the lace, twisting them hard enough to make me close my eyes and groan. “ Mmmmm, fuck that spirit so just, Daddy. Almost as good as when you pull my nipples hard before you clamp them ! ” Turning around on my human knee, I bring my stage together before bending over to half-lay on the bed but have my ass richly and exposed to the photographic camera. Reaching under my dame, I slowly slip the panties down over my unit of ammunition ass, making certainly he can see how they seem to have got wedged into my soaked footling puss, having to be pulled out. I lift up a bit with my feet, so I can slide them down my thigh stockings but let them dangle teasingly off one stiletto as I spread my legs extensive, exposing my tight small rosebud and glistening, outdoors snatch sassing that are already dripping with need from the striptease.

I push up to confine myself with one manus on the bed, as I look back at the camera and reach under me with the other hand, slooowwlly dragging my long nails up one thigh and just missing my swollen brim. “ I wish you were here right now, pappa. It feels like it's been forevverrr since you slid your glossa across my lips and tasted my juices. Shall I have a predilection for you ? ” I bring my forefinger and middle finger together just at my puss lips before spreading them wide, thinking about how he can probably SEE the way my interior are twitching at the knowledge he will probably be fisting his turncock right about now in the viewing and thinking about how he is going to get me back for this.... before I slam the two fingers hard and fast into my pussy, crying out as I finger myself, listening to filthy wet sounds my sodden cunt makes, making sure Daddy can see my face while I soak my finger in my excitation. Stopping and pulling my fingers out with an hearable soft sigh, I look into the camera with hooded eyelids and bring the fingers to my lips, opening my mouth slowly and teasingly licking the succus dripping off the end before taking both digit into my rima oris, sealing my red lips around them and closing my middle as I suck my sweet, salty pussy juice off my fingers. Bringing them back out but letting the camera here the “ pop ” of my lips releasing them, I turn and sit on my ass, keeping my legs spread wide of the mark as I prop myself up on dad's big pillow, surrounding myself in his body perfume as I grab the verge, licking the fat head before reaching down and running it over my drooling cunt lip, lifting my hips so he can see how wet the toy gets from me rubbing the bulbous end all over my wetness.

Turning it on slowly, I look into the photographic camera. “ I am going to fill up my eyes, and pretend that you are here between my branch, holding me down while you eat my little cunt like you love to. I know how much you love when I cum all over your face and down your throat.... I always cum so good for you, don't I dad ? ” Flipping the replacement to Low, I start rubbing it lightly over my puss, the loud hum of the toy filling the air as I start concentrating the quivering on my sensitive large clit, shoving my pelvis up as I cry out at the first shock of the electricity that runs through every nerve ending around my cunt. “ Oh fuck.. Oh fuck Daddy ! This is going to be harder than I thought ! ” Rolling the toy up and down my VERY dripping twat, I alternate between the opening to my core, and my over-hard clitoris, moaning louder and harder, my body pushing up almost involuntarily into my imagination of my hot lover tonguing my open gash. Getting closer and closer to the brink of no retort, teasing my poor little clit until I am crying out loudly and incoherently before moving it away to cod my overeager little jam, until I am screaming “ Fuck, papa, I can't take it anymore ! I need you ! please, Daddy, PLEASE fuck me ! ”

I bring myself back up onto shaking wooden leg, my whisker mussed from tossing my head about, undoing my bra and throwing it aside as I spread my legs pleasure-slave manner, reaching for the dildo and bringing it up into my cleavage, cupping my H-cup pap around it while getting my rock-hard mammilla between my thumb and index and twisting hard while looking back into the camera and lowering my back talk, taking the thickheaded head word of the toy between my sass and forcing my head down, blowing the huge toy for the television camera, letting him see how practically I hunger for HIS hammer before plopping it out and putting it on the bed. Holding the flat base down, I climb on board, feeling the head slip into my athirst cunt before leaning back up and letting my body slide the fake cock into me, my eyes rolling back into my promontory almost as I start sliding up and down, naturally lubing it as I feel it filling me to a greater extent and more, pushing up into my deep canal, taking in every inch until it's knock on my cervix. Looking back into the camera, almost seeing pop looking back at me and seeing my lust-filled centre, I whisper. “ Daddy, come home soon and sleep together me like this, pretty please ? ” before slamming myself down hard on the stopcock, screaming out “ Fuck me, daddy, operose and deep into me ! Show me who I belong to, TAKE MEEEE ! ! ” before grabbing the vibrator, turning it on high-pitched and shoving it up against my button, throwing myself into a huge orgasm, my body falling back onto the cushion so his scent throws me even deeper into supernova, the toy coming out of me suddenly with a plop as I gush over and over, my orgasm spraying out of me and soaking my second joint and stockings down to my shoes, my body spasming and jerking on the bed as I cry out almost incoherently, the only understandable password being “ Thank you ” and “ papa ” over and over.

I lay there for a short bit, unable to move a muscle until I remembered that the camera was still on. Sitting back up slowly with a giggle, I grin sheepishly at the camera. “ That was.... Mmmm that was definitely a proficient way to start the day, but not NEARLY as yummy as when you are home. Please, Daddy ? Please come home and urinate me sore ? I love you Thomas More than words can say. ” Then I get up and ferment off the camera. Taking the ovolo thrust out of the cam, I walk over with wobbly legs to the calculator and sit down with almost a flop and a giggle. I load in the drive, move the telecasting into an electronic mail to dad, and save a small note to go with it.

“ Dear Daddy,

Good morning, my sexual love ! I hope this helps to clear your day considerably. I hope I wasn't TOO loud : P I love you so very much, and can't wait til you are home, the dildo is not QUITE as ripe as you ; )

Lusty Regards,
Your petal

P.S. OOPS ! I forgot to suck the toy clean and jerk for the video ! I guess I am going to need a spanking when you get home. Darn. We both know how a great deal I hate spankings. LOL ”