Proof to the vanilla world that I am not all that I pretend to be! I open my mouth wide and slide down onto his cock as far as I can. I run my tongue over the tip and length of it down to his balls. His cock is twitching right in front of my face, but I mustn’t help myself even though my mouth is watering. My hips are pulled backwards away from the door, towards Daddy. My phone vibrates in my hand making me startle. Skimpy black lingerie barely covers the rest of my torso and exposes my bare aching cunt. But there was this longing, deep in the pit of my belly. It’s about 1am. I kneel on the bathroom floor, so lost in the moment that I don’t even notice the cold hard ceramic tiles that I’m kneeling on. I tremble from head to foot, aroused beyond belief.
