All my work is fiction. This story contains consenting adults in explicit nature.
I am a very busy daughter, according to my dad, Dan. And he knows exactly what I do. Every day, I come home and go straight to my room, slamming the door behind me, strip, and start to furiously rub my little cunt. God, I live to masturbate. My daddy knows that too. That sick fuck loves to listen to my bed squeaking with my hips, the moans from my porn videos, my excited gasps floating down...Read On