Dinner Party

Four strangers
Daddy and I
Crowded around a table
He giving me the eye
Slide his hand up my thigh
As they talk
His finger slips inside
My phone begins to buzz
Daddy’s text reads
If you make a face
I’ll dive in deeper
Smiling
Trying to act
Like I’m not on the edge
Of my seat
One guy turns to me
And starts a conversation
Daddy dives in
Trying not to succumb
I can’t look this guy in the eyes
Nodding my head
Like I’m taking his advice
Daddy knows
I’m about to crawl out of my skin
Leaning in
Whispering
Be a good girl for Daddy and
Cum for me

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