On Saturdays, sometimes Daddy would send Mommy shopping and to the spa, so we could have the house to ourselves. I loved those days because that’s when Daddy and I would clean the house, and Daddy always made cleaning fun! First, we would get naked. Daddy would fill the tub with warm, bubbly water, and we’d take a bath together. Daddy always had gentle hands, when he washed me. When it came to cleaning my kitty, Daddy would soap up his hands real good, and rub me real soft and slow. He said tiny cunnies needed a personal touch, so he never used a cloth on my kitty.
After our bath, we mopped the floors, wearing socks. Daddy would pour sudsy water on the floor, and we’d dance all around, sliding and cleaning as we go. When he picked me up high, I knew it was time to dust the ceiling fans. I’d wrap my legs around Daddy’s neck, and wipe everything in my reach. Daddy always had a good grip on my ass cheeks, while he flicked his tongue all over my little girlie-button. He would tickle me so good I’d start wiggling, but Daddy would stick his tongue straight into my coochie hole. That always made me sit up straight! To clean the tables, Daddy would lay me on a damp towel and slide me across it, while he slid his fingers in and out of my cunny. Then, he’d place me up against the windows, with a towel on my back, and bounce me up and down on his big, grown man cock. Daddy would bounce me room to room on his thick fun-stick, until he filled me with cream, or until all of the windows were squeaky clean…whichever happened first.
Thanks to Daddy, I love to clean now! Want to help me?