Daddy’s Good Girl (Ch.1)

I needed to pee so bad. I sat on the floor and opened my legs. I began to rub my pussy and a small bead of wet appeared on my grey yoga pants. I let my head fall back and rubbed harder, the pee sliding down the inside of my thigh. I let out a breathy sound as a puddle fanned out around me. The front of my pants was now completely soaked and my hand was rubbing faster and faster. I took my hand off and watched the liquid run down my leg. I was finished. I slipped a hand into my pants and felt the wetness of my pussy. I slipped a finger in. I pumped faster and faster before adding a second finger. I was on the edge and with a moan, I felt juices begin to leak out of me. With a third finger and a scream, I came in my pants. I pulled my hand out and stood up, leaving the puddle of pee and cum behind.

I was at Daddy’s house. Every other week I went to his Manson. Daddy was always getting me gifts and telling me what a good girl I was. This time I don’t think he’s gonna tell me I was a good girl.