Darkglitterllama - 38 He/him

the masculine urge to love her in ways her father didn't.

Heavy eye contact while I'm rubbing your pussy and calling you princess

sorry i cant hang out i forgot how to mimic human like behaviour

"Don't worry, sweet girl, when has Dad ever led you wrong? Hm? That's right baby. It's okay... shhhh.. that's a good girl. Yeah just rub your bunny parts as much as you want. Yes baby, that feeling in your tummy is normal. Let it happen. It's okay, Daddy won't be mad if you make a mess."

Anna Rousseau

You don’t need to drive, sweetheart. I’ll come pick you up. You’re mine.

No, don’t worry about the dishes. Let me take care of them. You’re mine.

Put your wallet away, silly. Of course I’m paying for dinner. You’re mine.

You don’t need to make yourself cum, sweetheart. That’s my job. You’re mine.

Why would I make an angel like you lift a finger for anything? It’s not a chore or a burden - I want to care for you.

Let me handle everything and you just tell me that you’re mine.

Filling her is my love language 💘😍