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May I? "Breathe." He says. Eyes close to focus. A breath passes my shivering lips. "Yes, Daddy." Daddy stands in front of me. His thumb pressing into my mouth. That's it, baby girl. Open all the way. Opening wider. "Like this daddy?" That's it, baby girl. He slides his thumb further into my throat. The airway is restricted now. I breathe slower. More purposeful. "Good girl," he says as his thumb slides deeper in. He uses his other hand to pull my panties down. I feel cool air wash over my senses. Shh baby girl. It's ok. Open your mouth for Daddy. Opening even wider for him, "Like this Daddy?" "MmmMmm Yes Baby girl. that's perfect." Feeling Daddy slide past my well-behaved lips for the first time makes me shiver. Please Daddy... "May I?" "Yes, baby girl you may." Verily Bree |
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