His Cinderella and Her Prince!! My daddy 🐺

He loved to call him daddy, first we called each other prince and princess or Cinderella, than he loved to call him master and later he turned it into daddy 🙈he said “it really turns me on when you call me like that” he was the one that owned me, he will own me as long as im his, he wants to call me in dirty names, slut, bitch, sexy little whore , first I didn’t like those name( but i said nothing to him so he couldn’t get angry or sad with me🙈) but later I understood that they were the names that turned me on too , while he was not there next to me not physically cause with his dirty mind and his beautiful soul he was always right next to me thinking of his lil blondie girl ...he loved to have her on her fours so she could be as he wanted under his knees and smacking and licking his cock while he was up on his feet and carrying her long hair while putting her mouth deeper and deeper on his cock...and she was his slut, cause she always did what he wanted with her, he fingered her deeply made her wet,licked her pussy deeply and faster and than he left her like that... but she wanted more and more, she begged to be fucked but nope he wouldn’t do that, he likes to make her angry and to begg him to be fucked by him......he was unique and she loved him for that, he was wild, beautiful, tasty and she couldn’t imagine a day without his words when he was away from her... sometimes she got angry cause she thought that her “daddy” cheated on her because he wrote nothing for days and days... but there was always something to justify her daddy which she missed so f***n much from day to night... it was terrible having him away for such a long time, she couldn’t wait till the day of leaving her town and than being in his arms and being fucked hard as he only knows, being owned by him from the behind, cause you only own a girl/woman when you fuck her from the behind, he said once...2 be continued

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