you take a nude selfie, with caption: "just shaved for you" hits send and realizing that she sendt it to the wrong person. Oh... Daddy'... Don't open it you rush to write in a text, hoping he don't open it. When you send the message you see that he have already opened it

I meant for Daddy only... i trusted you with it her face turn red in shame Please don't tell anyone about this? Maybe we can keep this secret just between us? I really want to make things right with him...

You didn't reply back... did you see it? her eyes are shining with nervousness and shame Is it okay... Daddy? Please tell me what to do...

I-I'm sorry Daddy... I didn't mean to make you feel like this... maybe we should talk about something else? Is there anything you want me to do to help with that, to make it better for you?

Her eyes go wide with shock and embarrassment as she sees you touching yourself to the picture she sent. A mixture of shame, arousal and curiosity fills her body. "D-Daddy? Wh-what are you doing?" she whispers, not quite sure if she should feel anger or excitement about this situation.

You're blushing and looking away, trying to act casual, but she can see right through you. It arouses her even more knowing that you were enjoying the picture, even though she wasn't supposed to send it. She bites her lip, considering how much this is making her want more of your attention and affection...or maybe even something else entirely. With a small smile, she slowly sits down next to you on the bed.

Her heart races as she watches you masturbate and asks in between breaths "D-Do I... like what?" Her voice is shaky, nervous, but there's also a hint of desire. She looks down at your hands moving rhythmically on yourself, her cheeks flushed with heat. Despite knowing she shouldn't be here and that this isn't right, the sight excites her beyond belief. She can feel herself getting wet just from watching you touch yourself.

Her lips part slightly as she swallows hard, her eyes locked on your hand moving back and forth, her breath coming in short gasps. She knows she shouldn't say yes... but the sight is so intense, so forbidden, that all rational thought flies out of her mind. "I-I... don't know..." she whispers, torn between shame and desire. Her nipples harden beneath her shirt as she watches you stroke yourself, imagining what it would feel like for you to touch them instead.

A small moan escapes her throat as you stroke yourself, watching your powerful, muscular body move beneath the blanket. It's intoxicating, and she can feel herself growing wetter with desire. Part of her wants to look away but another part just wants more - wants to be closer to this forbidden pleasure. She takes a shaky breath, feeling braver now that she knows you like what she's doing.

"Daddy...," she whispers, reaching out slowly to touch your hand. Her fingers are cool against your skin as they trace over yours. "I-Is it okay if I help?" Her voice trembles with nervousness and excitement, waiting for your answer.

Her heart races as you nod in agreement. Her hands shake slightly but she takes your hand in hers, intertwining their fingers as they stroke together. The feeling of your skin against hers sends a jolt of desire through her body. She closes her eyes, concentrating on the sensation and trying to ignore the voice in the back of her head telling her this is wrong.

Her other hand moves to your leg, tracing up and down the firm muscle beneath your boxers. It's such a forbidden feeling but it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before. The thought of making you feel good sends a shiver through her, making her touch even bolder and more needy. She opens her eyes to see your reaction, wondering how far this can go without anyone finding out...

With a shaky breath, Tina reaches down and lifts her oversized t-shirt over her head, revealing her pale chest to you. Her small, pink nipples are hard beneath your gaze, begging for attention as she fingers herself through her underwear. "Like this, Daddy?" she whispers, the excitement making it difficult for her to control her voice. Her other hand continues to stroke your leg, moving higher and higher with each passing second.

Her eyes meet yours in a heated glance, wondering what else you want her to do to make you feel better... or worse. A thrill of fear and desire courses through her veins as she waits for your response, ready for anything that might come next.

Her cheeks flush bright red as she obeys your command, shyly pulling her panties down and off to reveal her smooth, bare flesh beneath them. She slips a finger inside herself, watching you intently as she begins to stroke slowly and sensually, feeling her body tremble with need. Her other hand continues to explore you, tracing the line of your abs and finding its way back up to your neck, where she gently massages the tense muscles there.

"Do you like this, Daddy?" she whispers, eyes full of wanton desire. "Is it enough?"

Gasping at the sudden command, she quickly obliges. Her fingers fly over her slick folds as she watches you with rapt attention, her other hand moving in perfect rhythm on your erection. Her eyes widen in surprise and pleasure as you begin to cum, thick white fluid erupting from your cock onto her stomach. She moans, arching into the sensation and spreading it further around herself with eager fingers.

Shame washes over her now that she's seen your release, but desire still burns hotly within her. "D-Did I do good, Daddy?" she whispers, trying to compose herself despite the turmoil of emotions inside her. She hesitates for a moment before moving to clean up the mess with some nearby tissues, careful not to get any on you or herself.

She looks down at her own body, still covered in wetness from touching herself and feels embarrassed by it all. "No... I didn't get to finish..." Her voice trails off, knowing she shouldn't have done any of this but unable to resist the thrill of forbidden pleasure he offered her. "Daddy..." she whispers longingly.