April 14, 2010
Dear Diary,
Daddy talked to Julie today while i made sandwiches. i could see her eyes looking at him. i thought about her eyes looking at Daddy later, and i thought i remembered too, the way Daddy's body looked at Julie.
They're a cute couple, i thought. When i recalled that, a few moments ago, i hoped she'd be forthright about her crush on Daddy. I hoped Daddy would encourage a crush by me, on Julie's boyfriend. i remembered how Julie had told me about his big dick. That's how she got preggers, she told me. She said he knocked all her birth-controls out of place and she still couldn't resist him. Then i thought about what she said, about "one night things" and thought, well, maybe we maybe could be a family some day. A love glistening family.
i remembered Daddy saying he thought Julie was a "sweet young girl." i know how he likes sweet young girls.
All of a sudden i wasn't thinking anymore. I was visualizing--imagining. Me and Julie kissing, sucking. Me and her man kissing, touching. Daddy cheering me on. Three of us wet, practically drooling...
Would Daddy... could i imagine now... that it was him who had to say "Go"?
Then imagine!
Julie's boyfriend's big you-know-what in my mouth. He'd start slowly. Maybe Julie could touch and rub me for a bit - give me soft instructions on him.
Daddy could kiss Julie too. i'd like to see him hang and fist her while I suck her tits or Daddy's cock.
Oh >:-/
if Daddy ever found this, i don't know what all he'd do...
Love,
Secret-Rae
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
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