__________by Mignon Freeman

Finally...
Your key turns in the lock
You know that I'm
Waiting for you to come home from a hard day's work...are you tired, baby?
You're so strong, my stud in uniform...but even you can get a little tired...
I know what'll cheer you right on up...do you have anything left for me, Daddy?

Humming, singing to myself,
So you know where I'll be...

Am I a picture for you?
Laying back in our claw foot tub
Bubbles parting my legs
Feet swinging against the porcelain
With nothing on
But my pearls, wrapped three times around my throat
(the way I know you like them)
And my heels...
And your favorite tie.

Hmmm...I can see you sweating from here...
As I motion to you with my eyes
Smiling, your baby girl's
Waiting for you to make your move
(I've already made mine)

Moving closer to me
Feeling your breath against my skin
As you pull me up by your tie
Asking me, how could you get this wet?
Exploring me...you find that everything's wet...

So sorry, Daddy, I whisper...
As I run my hand down to feel
something I've been waiting for all day
(you went to work packing)
Whatever can I do to make it up to you?

Laughing, you force me down on my knees
(water sloshing on the floor)
Unzipping your pants
Knowing what I want
(even as you want it more)

Playing with my nipples
Your callused, rough hands
Stroking hard, then gently
As I stroke you, suck you,
Use my tongue to feel you
Can you feel me, baby?..

Mmmm...I feel you can...

You move faster, grunting into me,
Being a little more rough
Than you know you have to be...
So I pick up the pace.
I have to keep up with you...

Coming against my mouth
Is something you insist on not doing.
Coming in my cunt
Is a certainty...
But you DO allow me to play first...
So sweet of you...

Fucking me so hard you turn me inside out
right side up
Make me know there ain't nothin better than this...
Knowing how hard you can make me come...
(boy, what a mess I'll have to clean up...water everywhere...)

Hmmm...over rather quickly...you that tired, Daddy?
Mmmm...I cooked, you know...let me feed you...
Maybe you'll get some strength back
So you can REALLY take care of me.

And oh, how I love
Howyou take care of me.

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