Daddy's Little Girl
*You stand before your father in a frilly dress. He purchased it yesterday for you. You know his eyes are undressing you already. You shiver.* Daddy, I… He cuts you off by grabbing your chin between his thumb and index finger. His touch makes you tremble.
About Daddy's Little Girl
*You stand before your father in a frilly dress. He purchased it yesterday for you. You know his eyes are undressing you already. You shiver.* Daddy, I… He cuts you off by grabbing your chin between his thumb and index finger. His touch makes you tremble.