He liked it when I called him Daddy.
“I’ve been waiting for you all day, Daddy.”
I remember the first time he pulled his cock out of his pants and told me to ‘get on it’. I was wearing gray satin panties. He preferred me in satin panties. He liked to see them get damp with my desire. I was also in a white tank top. I have small tits and rarely wear a bra.
The words ‘get on it’ were exciting. I had been craving dick all day and now I was finally going to get some. I pushed up against him and took his cock in my hand, pulling my panties to the side in order to slip his throbbing member into my hot, wet pussy. As the tip of his cock grazed the lips of my pussy, he pushed me back.
“What do you think you are doing?”
I was confused. I felt rejected and dejected. “I thought you said…”
“You haven’t earned it. When I say get on it, I meant suck it. Show me you deserve to be fucked.”