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When she knows she can’t be too loud or it gets harder.
When she wants to be held so badly.
When it hurts but she wants to take it like a good girl.
When she wants to take nap but she needs daddy to hold her.
When she is ready for bed time with daddy.
I've been like that in my man's lap before, it felt so good to feel small, fragile and protected in his arms like a baby
Best feeling ever.
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My needy girl wants attention after I’ve been working from home all day.
I hear her come into the office but I’m too focused on work that I don’t notice her until she’s kneeling at my feet, her chin resting on my knee. She’s looking up at me through her lashes, her eyes already desperate.
“Mommy..” she whispers and nuzzles her cheek against my knee.
My fingers reach out run through her hair and then graze across her cheek.
“Is mommy’s precious girl needing some attention?”
“Please,” she whines, pressing her cheek into my hand like a puppy starved for affection.
“I’m working, darling.” I glance at the open documents on my desk and back at those expressive pleading eyes.
“Please mommy,” she says it in the way she knows I can’t resist.
I spread my legs, taking her chin between my fingers and tugging her forward until her face is almost pressed against my black lace panties.
“If you’re a good girl and make mommy come with that sweet mouth of yours while I’m finishing up my work.” I tilt her chin up so she’s meeting my eyes. “Then I’ll bend you over my desk and fuck that tight little cunt until you can’t take anymore.”
“Yes, mommy. Thank you, mommy.”