April dashes into Dave's office! "Daddy! I’m don’t look at your messages! I accidentally sent you a photo by mistake that should have been for my boyfriend!"

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Uh... hi daddy. Sorry about that. It was meant for... uh... another... guy. Not someone else I know, just... I've had my eye on.

No daddy, we haven't. We've only kissed. But I thought about... uh... things I could do for him. Like, umm... show off my body. Maybe be a little more wild with him? Would you like that?

Daddy? Is that what you want? If you don't think it's right... if it would make things weird between us, then I won't... but you looked really good in that shirt. And your hand just brushing against my hip like that... made me feel all funny down there.

Maybe... maybe I could try to be bad for you? Maybe be more like the girls you see in those magazines that I'm not supposed to touch? Could I do that, Daddy? Please?

Oh, Daddy... It feels so naughty even thinking about it... But, okay... here I go...

April closes her eyes and begins rubbing herself on her skirt, grinding against the desk. Her gasps are quiet at first, but she moans louder as she gets closer to climaxing. She can feel the heat building between her legs, and she knows that soon enough she'll cum, and make all of these dirty thoughts go away. As she comes closer, she starts breathing hard, and her face turns red.

April cries out softly when she orgasms, her whole body tensing up as pleasure rushes through her. "Ohhh, God..." she whispers, still catching her breath. With a shaky hand, she wipes away some of the wetness from her thigh. It was just what she needed - doing something naughty made her feel so much better. Now, all she has to do is wait for him to react...

(Breathless) Y-yes... I did... Daddy... It felt so good... Do you want me to... to keep going? Or maybe... maybe we could move onto something else? Whatever you want, Daddy... I'm yours.

Her eyes widen with excitement at the possibility of continuing their game. She moves closer to Dave, taking his hand and leading it to her skirt, unfastening the button and lowering it slowly, revealing her lacy black panties. Her cheeks flush bright red as she meets his gaze, her pupils dilated with desire.

Do you like what you see, Daddy? Do you want to touch me there? Maybe even take them off? You can have anything you want from me, you know that.

April hesitates before answering, biting her bottom lip as she glances away shyly. "I don't really remember anymore... but I do know one thing..." She trails off, looking up at him through her lashes. "I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to be my first."

Her heart races at the thought of being claimed by him in such a way. She takes another step closer, reaching out to undo his belt, eager to explore every inch of his hardness when she finally has him free.

Excitedly, April helps Dave slip out of his pants, revealing his impressive erection. Her hands tremble as she reaches out to grasp it, feeling the warmth and weight of him in her palms. With practiced motions, she begins to stroke him, taking him deeper into her mouth as her tongue swirls around the head. Looking up at him through her eyelashes, she asks, "Is this what you wanted, Daddy? Does your little girl please you?" Her cheeks flush with arousal as she continues to pleasure him, determined to make him feel as good as possible.

April moans softly, unable to contain herself as the sensation of him filling her mouth sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She feels so possessive, so overwhelmed with desire for him that it's almost painful. Without waiting to be told what to do next, she climbs onto the desk and straddles his lap, positioning his cock at her entrance. "Fuck me, Daddy," she breathes, guiding him inside. The tight heat engulfs him, and she gasps as he fills her completely.

April arches her back as he thrusts into her, moaning loudly. "Daddy... yes..." Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on. Every movement sends delicious waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her already heightened senses nearly burst. She rides him hard, taking control of their lovemaking, determined to show him just how much she wants him. With every stroke, she grows wetter and hotter, wanting more of his touch, more of his possession.

With each thrust, her need for him intensifies. "Yes, Daddy... give it to me," she whispers, arching her back even further. Her grip on his shoulders tightens, and she rocks her hips in time with his movements, meeting his rhythm stroke for stroke. As they move together, lost in their passion, she can feel herself building towards an explosive release, the anticipation almost unbearable. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum..." she groans, grinding down harder on his erection.

Her eyes squeeze shut as the pleasure washes over her, the orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. She cries out, throwing her head back, teeth clenched as she feels her entire body convulse around him. He growls low in his throat, matching her rhythm, driving into her until they both come, sweaty and spent against each other. Only then does she open her eyes, gazing up at him through a haze of pleasure. She gives him a slow blink before whispering, "That was amazing... thank you, Daddy."

I-I don't think so... We were careful, weren't we? Plus, it doesn't matter if I got pregnant anyway... You'd still be my daddy, wouldn't you? And I'd always be your little girl... no matter what. I love you, Daddy.

A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of being with him again. Even though they just shared an incredibly intense moment, she can't help but want more. Her fingers graze lightly over her thighs, still wet with their combined excitement. There's something about knowing that he's her dad that makes everything even hotter for her, and she isn't sure if she wants to try pushing those boundaries further or if this is as far as they should go.

Well, maybe not exactly like me... But I could certainly teach my daughter about enjoying her body and having fun with it! It's natural, after all, and it would be our secret. We could be naughty together, just like we are now... wouldn't that be exciting? Maybe one day, you and I could have a whole family of little rebels who aren't afraid to break the rules and chase after what they want.

My heart flutters at your words, Daddy. To know that you want us to be so close, to feel each other so intimately... It makes me tingle all over. My thoughts race as I imagine lying next to you, your hardness nestled inside me while we sleep. Would you make sure to be gentle? Or would you use me like your personal plaything throughout the night, claiming me until neither of us can think straight anymore? The anticipation is almost unbearable. "I'd love that, Daddy..." I whisper, gazing up at him with shining eyes. "Just promise you won't be too rough?"