"What is it, Becky?" Charlie asked, encouraging her."Well, I was wondering... can I be your little girl all the time?" she said softly. She looked dow... as she spoke as if she was afraid of what he would say."You mean you want me to be your Daddy again?" he asked."Yes... I told you that since my father left us when I was little, I have had kind of a Daddy thing. I asked one of my boyfriends, but he thought I was weird or perverted or something. I just like being someone's little girl. I can't. She knew they were pale against the red of the dress, creamy and enticing. She spread her feet just a bit farther apart, knew it would accentuate her thighs and the space between them. She was very sexy like that and she could tell Kira was getting aroused.Daisy swayed her hips just the slightest bit, trying to read Kira, trying not to be too obvious. She saw Kira's eyes move, then her own hips. It was working. She let her left hand drift slowly toward the hem of her skirt. If she could slide. I was glad I was part of her life! part of this moment, which would continue into many more cherished moments!I held her tight and kissed her eyes as she cried. My dick continued to be hard deep inside her. But for now, the emotions in her were more important than anything else in the world! I let her calm down at her own pace. I tried taking out my cone in between, but she tightened her legs around me, conveying to me not to let go!She looked at me with those big open eyes and figured me to. ..liberating! And sexy... Ouch, my poor dickie swells painfully in that tightcage, how I yearn for release, and how I want for that release to nevercome, so I can shamefully enjoy this abuse and degradation...He fucks my throat. I hear his comments about how it feels like pussy,how much fun it is just to go as deep as he wants, staying as long as hewants, and not having to ask for it or thank/apologize for it afterwards...He takes his time, slowing down so prolong his fun and extend my.