I have been languishing. Sliding in the mire without very much guidance. Local D has been absent. The girl taking it as it comes. I notice however that when there is a lack of that strong presence in the girls world, she loses her mojo.
Today though, the girl is flying again. Today she had a very rare opportunity to connect with Daddy. All those kilometres away. His voice sends thrills through her every fibre. She is quite sure she has never heard such a damn fine, smooth as silk and golden honey voice. It's depth resonates across all that distance and brings her to him, right in the same room where he sits, caressing her breasts and pinching her firm nipples, offering his cock for her to worship.
He made her cum for His pleasure. Naked and kneeling. Offering her body for him to touch, to control. He drew her commitment to him which she more than willingly gave. Missing His touch she circled her clit with her own fingers...His fingers, His clit, His cunt aching to be giving relief. He surprised her, challenged her. He showed more of himself than she knew before. Showing things that can only be shown in the immediacy of communication by voice or in person.
Then, as she begged for him to give his cunt relief. He made her say those words out loud. She hesitated to say that word, he had not heard it from her lips. She had written it but never said it to him. She respected him so much, she hesitated to beg out loud for His cock in her cunt, in her arse. He made her say it...she shouted it to him with a relief she had not been aware would come.
After she came for Him she fell into bliss. Her smile never leaving her face for the rest of the day and into the next. It can quite easily be said that the girl has a very big crush on Daddy. A crush on everything he is and brings to her.
Thank you Daddy xxx
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