Sundrahill - Untitled

brought out the old uniform

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Allow myself to let my hand move between my thighs while I’m sitting in heavy traffic. My thoughts are on my arrival home and I know daddy will be sitting on the couch waiting for me. I let my fingers softly pass across my panties. He will make me sit on his knees facing him and pull me to kiss my lips. Moistness escapes and I feel the warmth through my panties. He will slip his hand up my thigh and under my skirt to feel my mound. My fingers press up and down between my lips. He looks at me and smiles as softly saying,”What is my good girl doing so wet? Is that for me?”. My body stiffens when I feel my orgasm promises what will happen when I get home.

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