It’s just crazy how much stress daddies carry around in their pants. A few of my friends were over and we were dancing and watching videos with phone sex daddy. We were all having so much fun, till daddy said he needed to go to bed. He didn’t seem sleepy. He said he needed some private time, because we gave him stress in his crotch.
Stress is never good, especially when it’s caused by me and my friends. I have the best daddy and I needed to make things right.
I knocked on his door and let myself in. He tried to cover up, but there was no hiding that big, hard thing. Holy Hell, daddy! I swear my hungry mouth was watering.
This might just be a two girl problem, maybe even three. I got the girls and returned to daddy’s room. Don’t you just wish you were a fly on the wall in my daddy’s bedroom?