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Daddy called from work on his lunchbreak again. He checked in with me; asked if there was anything I needed to talk about. There was. I asked him for fresh perspective and he gave it. It really helped.

And then he started saying my trigger phrases: the ones I only have to READ from Daddy to be effective, so much more so when he’s murmuring them down the line to me.

I was wet and writhing before I even began to touch myself. Trying not to pant in Daddy’s ear, I told him this. He deserves to know how easy he makes me. I love the way we click.

He asked if I wanted to kiss him. If I wanted kisses from Daddy. Mmm.. he asked where I needed my father’s special kisses. I originally was imagining him kissing me on the mouth, but when he asked the final question, my mind began to wander.. but when my finger slipped inside me, what I wanted was for him to fuck me.

It turned me on SO MUCH when Daddy said to hold the phone by my pussy while I fucked it. After a few seconds, I asked if he’d heard and he said yes. I kept touching myself. I let myself be overcome. 

Everytime we’ve played over the phone, I’ve come first. Daddy’s never complained. He just asks if I’m ready to help my Daddy come. 

He said I was his special little girl for taking my father’s cock. This flooded my cunny all over again. He told me to take my fingers out of my pussy and ring my asshole with them: rub all around it, but don’t go inside. That he knew I needed his special kisses there as well. To pretend my fingers were my father’s tongue.

Daddy had me finger my asshole recently and I found out just how much more difficult it is to keep two fingers shoved up there than one! I started to obey, telling him where my fingers were going. I could hear my voice rising and my breathing deepen, and I think he liked hearing what I was doing to myself and what was happening to me.

Daddy came for me.

He said it was the perfect ending to lunch!

NSFW: yes

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