“Fuck yea, you look so hot, baby girl,” he said over me, my ankles high in the air, his hands on my calves and holding my stocking-legged legs up.

Reaching up, I played with my hair, making sure my blonde pigtails were splayed over the mattress, his cock pushing up inside me as I did.

“You like being my little girl, don’t you?” He said.

I could feel his breath on me as he said it, my eyes tight as I nodded that I did.

His cock was always better when I wore my hair just like he likes it.