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so depressingly disappointed tonight.so unfulfilled.so unhappy. so alone.made to feel shame. so ashamed.i have no where.i didn’t realize what could happen when you sharpen your tolerance for underbelly.

oh the rolling coverage in my mind of you touching your delectable self. mmmmmm your thumb massaging the tip of your iceberg daddy sink me.you, off your feet, spread out, your bossy big dick out breathing fresh air and deserving to be yanked on by my little handsthings have immense trouble comparing to you you can only walk halfway into the woods and then you’re walking out of them howeveryour forest stretches one-of-my-footsteps-wider each time I attempt getting out. It meets me. were you appreciated on Father’s Day? every day would be daddy’s day with me…keep peeking at my presents…

black hole brain today i wanna suck on all the change you touchand run away with you

6/17 I’d still do anything you say :(

Maybe I just miss you temporarily! My fingers…are crossed!

Ask me for the photos I am taking for you right now? ask me for something special you deserve it you‘re so tempting the way you are.

oh I am in big trouble now I am out to dinner and typing this across the dinner table while I have a moment I want to lick on your cock so bad i saw a bendy long cock in the clouds today i imgagined it was yoursthe thought of you is my dessertI’m fucking what blogging like a fucking dumbass. safety last. Hurt me baby you are my hero.

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmtell me what to do again you made me feel so goodtouch yourself daddy as you watch me I am not just a little girl I am an alien in a woman’s body now and I want you to show me how to be a sex tool for you and how to hop on you like a ride and how to excite you daddy show me in the dungeon who is boss show me how hard and powerful you are your strong cock can be i need it rocking my wimpy body around and you feeding me things to make me sleepy now cause you are the owner of a custom human doll with the power to turn her on and off whenever you want daddy slap me to wake me up I’m fighting falling back asleep but you force me up take video baby show me afterwards say sorry if you want or tell me I loved it cause I did. Jerk off while I don’t know you’re doing it and yell at me to come in the room just to swallow it. Nothing for me tonight everything for daddy. Find some time 😻

It's a self sufficient scab, till an invisible gas starts leaking from my misunderstood bone and there is suddenly fresh blood dripping. It doesn't matter when I last saw you but I guess I haven't really tested years out yet. Time does keep going by, though, and the little rest stop that was "embarrassment" is sooooo tiny in the rearview now. Cancer kills itself! The embarrassment ate itself. You are my favorite blanket I lost.I am bias and probably unwellish but I am ok, too, and I do think you know that. I think you are so beautiful. Feels so good to create for you. You make me feel fight or flight and safety all at once you created a new combination of chemicals inside that I can't look in the eye because sometimes I worry that I care about you like I sometimes care about inanimate objects or extremely small brainless bugs. Erm, unrequited. Your perspectives matter to me. Your mythical sex. Matters to me. Thank you. Everything is ok. Bigger the distance, bigger the...

Desperate information:You bring me some ice cream. That’s so nice. It’s just that, I want a topping…I want your warm cum smothered over top…please! Thank you! Every young, hot friend of mine that comes over, we giggle when we look at you. We like to play with your dick during our playdates.While you are sitting at your desk…we crawl into the room on our hands and knees… sneaky…and go under the desk.You are watching something naughty on the computer! And we see you hand… making gentle motions… over your pants…something we want is bulging. I blush… you hear our little voices. The warden…your tempting and thick, militant cock…wants to be worked on! We kiss on it, and we lick it up and down and back again. You attract our tongues like a magnet …we gorgeously layer on more and more spit. I slap her face with you! She slaps mine! We are high off your body...suddenly…a volcano of hot cum is fed into my mouth, since I love it especially…my cute friend, she watches. I give her a kiss after just so that she can have a taste. Maybe next time you’ll make us sundaes? We have other games we play, too…It’s midnight. I ask you a question: I want you to drop me off on a desolate road…and drive off out of sight to then come back with dark intentions. While we’re apart, and you are turning the car back around, the adrenaline syrups over you, and makes you deeply excited. Your pretty eyes are jumping, teeming to land on my tiny body in the distance. I’m giddy…waiting for your headlights to groom me.I am shyly standing with my hand out, thumb up. The wind plays with my white sheer ruffled skirt…you pull off to the side like a reflex. You really shouldn’t be picking any young ladies up…knowing yourself…yet you suck from the tit of filth and its milk steers your big ship. And so, in the blink of an eye, in the…squirt of a pussy…my seemingly-simulated body is tied up in the back of your car honey. I’m wrestling to undo knots that won’t be coming undone anytime soon. My shoes are on the street…they fell off during our struggle.You yank my useless panties down my leg and stuff them in my mouth. I look at you with fearful doll eyes. What do you want next?How hungry are you daddy? I really wanna know…you know how dumb and smart I am…you know your cock is God to me…

You make my heart cannonball into my pussy! Highly disruptive stuff. Highly disruptive.

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The sun is crawling. I am laying on my side, facing you… we don’t keep track of the time in this house. It seems early. You gently take my hand, guiding it under the sheets onto your... massive…pulsing hard cock. I'm so glad because...I have a surprise...when I look at you...something familiar is lingering in my expression. I whistle suddenly, and six, young, mischievous, beautiful Asian ladies come in! I haven’t surprised you this way in weeks! I’m so sneaky! Your mouth is hanging open. So, dear, yes to your delight, you’re suddenly on holiday. I know the ladies. Somehow. We’re complimentary-hot... and realize it...we're sure-of-ourselves, so we met and collected one another as special friends. All you have to do is sit back... I demonstrate to them…they don't speak the very best English...one… by one…what their individual job is, until we’re all busy. Your head is spinning. She sucks one ball…she sucks the other…they are making a mess, I have two girls suck tight on the tip together as they stroke you, you are a slip and slide, I am a dirty chaperone! You're being bathed alive in saliva...caressed incessantly. Your everywhere is being catered to, and to a symphony of high-pitched, excited sighs and slobbers and pets and kisses. They service us for forty-five surreal minutes (my pleasure is yours). Calm after the delight-flood: in half-conscious states, I head into my huge apartment-sized bathroom, and you, sir, head into yours, to hear our own thoughts. To tease with space. To gift basic rights. (You also have your own bedroom. And I have my own bedroom. And we have a ”hotel” themed bedroom…and…other themed rooms…but one story at a time…) Then. Well. We’re both writing things. This and that. We go to our studios or offices, our home ones. They’re on opposite sides of the house. Pain to pen... pen to paper. Or maybe today, pleasure to pen... pen to paper. Things happen... Once we’ve been working for a few hours, I go rogue again, and change into a maids costume. Except, it’s not much of a costume, it’s authentic... very sensational, with flaunty, dark red lace. It ties tight. I prepare lunch in it, I put my lunch aside…you first. I come in across the room with my eyes down. I put one heel, in front, of, the other, slowly… moving my hips…from one side…to the other side, and pinching my shoulders back…neck out...I place the tray where you like it. Eyes still down! I stand still with my back to you. Am I trembling? Can you notice? You come up behind me. You lift up my skirt... and start touching yourself and rubbing yourself against me, an uneven power dynamic, a pervert! With full opportunity…I‘m a frozen doll, except better… you are bouncing and slapping against my little round, perfect ass and it bounces and slaps back …we tremble…I’m so alive and fragile feeling, I’m dripping you notice... you are starting to steam…you breathe and pant like a slob in my ear. You forcefully run your hands everywhere, squeezing, it’s like skating your fingers across velvet... my perky... full...chest...you pull and yank at my delicate, ripe nipples, you’re everywhere, everything is so springy, you can’t stop playing with me, your hands now firmly holding onto my tiny, sweet waist, you have slid inside me and now can’t stop, you’re pulsing violently, smacking and pounding against me, your hands go up my neck and you stick your fingers down my throat. I'm gagging on them...licking, gulping them...you rub my spit in my face. You are ready to cum! You cover my outfit with yourself. And order I remove it! I do. You whistle. A surprise for me, too! I cry for you. On the same day! A scruffy, not-not handsome tall brainless dud delivery man comes in! My pussy drools... You watch him fuck me and jerk off again! You have him kneel to you and swallow your cum and we watch! We smile at each other, and you kiss me. We spend the afternoon apart for a few more hours, or silently next to each other. There’s a warm… thick…summer breeze outside, and it’s going to rain later. Around 7pm we meet at the dinner table, which is an authentic 1950s diner booth. My hair is curled and shiny and in red, inviting ribbons. We sit on the same side, hip to hip. I slouch against you, I let out a small yawn. I stroke your thigh, and scratch it, gently, with my nails...thinking about you... For dinner we are having whatever we each want, the same thing, or different things. Whatever we want. We talk gaily. Juvenilely. You still wonder if this is your life or not, or if you are dreaming...though I pinch your cheek, and lick inside your ear, and you remember this much pleasure is real! Then you pick me up, sweep me right off the ground, and carry me into bed with you. It’s raining really hard! Clapping against the windows. It makes us feel horny somehow, again...You pick the movies this whole week. Aw, you put something on for me! The moons crawling on my bare belly...your wishes come true here… I’m under the covers now. You slip your hand onto my soft little head, you pet me, and hold my hair ribbons, toying with them. You push my head with a little force, gently…up…and down…and up…and down…I gasp a little. You feel my spit running down you, and you feel my mouth grasping back on, sucking…pulling…playfully…you turn my head around in small circles…you pull it up again, this time harder…and push it down again, harder, and then you do it again, and again, and again, and again, and I’m bobbing up and down and I'm dedicated and feverish and breathless. You lift the blanket from over me, a flash of fresh air! I gasp. You see my red cheeks and rabid mouth, and generously motion me to sit up. Passionately, my thirsty little pussy, so snug, and tight, and insatiable, leaps onto all of you and my mouth lets out a thrilling, hot, desperate cry! I wrestle your steering wheel dick, riding you, exclaiming that I need your cum more than I need water; I am cumming already. You watch my wide-open mouth and desperate face, moaning, panting, like a maniac, clawing my hands now against your chest as I bounce my lightweight, dewy, cunty, catty little ass up and down and up and down your dick, having an orgasm for a minute straight. You restart the movie…
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