Why Little Girls Need Big Bears
Him: How's my little girl this morning?
Me: She's good...and needy... and um, sitting in Franklin's lap. *sends picture of me straddling my big stuffie*
Him: That looks a little naughty. Franklin turns you on like that?
Me: No! *blushes* You turn me on. Franklin just lets me rub against him.
Him: Does Daddy make your little cunt ache?
Me: So much...It feels so good when I close my eyes and imagine it is you.
Him: Soon you will have Daddy's lap, pumpkin.
Me: Oooooomf I'm so wet just thinking about it.
Him: Is Franklin helping your aching cunny feel better?
Me: I can't decide if he's helping or making it worse. I'm getting all flushed and breathless.
Him: Just keep wiggling. Franklin was sent there by Daddy. He is at my command and will take care of what you need. Trust Daddy.
Me: But it's starting to feel funny and I'm s-sh-shaking. Mmmmmmmmmm ohhh god it almost hurts. Should I stop?
Him: No, little girl. Keep going. Do you trust me?
Me: Ahhhh, yes I do.....ooohhhmyyyygodddddd
Him: Yes? Is there something you need to tell Daddy?
Me: Ahhhhh it's happening. It's happening, Dadddyyyy! *cums super hard and can barely move*
Him: Good. Don't stop. Not yet.
Me: It is so sensitive...*starts moving again* unnnfff but I know to behave.
Him: Mmmmmmmm, good girl.
Me: It's getting all hot again! Ah! Faster this time!! Do I keep going until I do that shakey thing again?
Him: Daddy said don't stop.
Me: It is happening again. Dadddyyyyyymmmmmmm!!!! *cums hard and collapse onto Franklin*
Him: There's a good girl.
Me: DADDY. WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!
Him: I took care of my property.
