It’s cute how you’ve been wearing those professional clothes to your summer job. Daddy sees how they fit you so snugly. That black office dress hugging your curves. My little girl, my pretty daughter, looking so grown up and womanly. Tits made for groping, ass made for smacking, hips made for grabbing. All on your gorgeous frame.
You get home late one night, and maybe you’re surprised when you feel Daddy pressing against you from behind. “I need you, kitten,” I whisper in your ear. You can feel how hard I am. For my daughter. My princess.
“D-Daddy,” you half-whimper, half-moan, as my hands find your tits.
The dress is torn from your body. My little girl, bent over in here work heels, thick ass spread to present that needy, fertile cunt. I feel you cream my dick, honey. I fucking feel it.
“You don’t need to work, honey,” I grunt as I fuck you deep, raw, animalistic. “You’re Daddy’s. You’re my breeder. Just take my seed, princess. Let me put a baby in your tummy.”
You cream all over my cock. You always do. And that sets me off—rope after rope of potent cum spraying that fertile cervix. Can you feel it, princess? That you’re fulfilling your purpose? Enough of this career bullshit. Just stay home. Give Daddy babies. Be all mine
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v3lo0u/daddys_office_girl_should_just_stay_home_mf_ddlg
Yuck