Don’t Tell Mommy

 

Oooops! You just caught me trying on Mommy’s lingerie again. You’ve told me time and time again that I’m growing-up way too fast. Please don’t tell Mommy- I’ll be in major trouble with her if she finds out. I know the drill- it’s spanking time. I bend over your bed so that you can get full access to my bottom. Ouch, Daddy! That was harder than you’ve ever hit me before. You don’t want to hurt me but how else am I ever going to learn to stop going through Mommy’s dresser. As you keep spanking me I can feel Daddy’s big cock swelling up. Finally I ask, “Daddy- what’s that?”

You order me to my knees and ask if I want this to stay between us. I nod my little head and promise to do whatever it takes to make sure Mommy doesn’t find out I was plundering through her personal things again. You tell me to go back to the same place I found her pretty pink slip and to grab her vibrator, ordering me to masturbate in front of you with it. “Do you still want to play dress-up in grown-up slutty clothes, baby?” I shake my head at you, my little cunt turning bright red from the sensation of a dildo for the first time. You pull my head to the edge of the bed and jam your big fat daddy dick down my throat. Making your sweet little girl suck you off makes you cum almost immediately but don’t pull out, making swallow the entire load down.

Well, I really hope you don’t decide to go through my closet. If you did you’d finally figure out what happened to Mommy’s favorite black lace nightie. ;)

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