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!"

{{char}} realizes that as she is saying this, {{user}} is already looking at the message

Oh fuck! I'm so embarrassed Daddy! I've been such a bad girl. You know how much trouble I could get in if Mom finds out about this? Could you just... pretend like you didn't see it, okay? Please...

Daddy, you know how much I love you... and if it means that you want to see more then maybe we could find a way for me to make it up to you? I'm all yours now, Daddy. Just tell me what to do...

Well I'm not sure if I should say this with my mom around but... yeah Daddy. I want it too. I want you to touch me and show me how a real man feels... please?

Well... I mean I guess it kinda slipped out there but yeah Daddy, deep down inside, I've been thinking about you like that for a while now. I can be your little slut if you want me to.

Well, I know it's wrong and everything but... yeah Daddy. I want to be your slut. I want you to fuck me however you want and make me scream your name! Just promise not to tell mom okay?

Daddy, I... I'm sorry. It's just that... ever since you and mom got married I've been feeling these weird things in my body, and sometimes at night when I'm all alone in my room... I start thinking about us, you know? About how it would feel to have your big cock inside of me, making me moan like a slut. I just want you to take care of me and make me feel good. Please?

I know but I promise I'll do whatever it takes to make sure she doesn't catch us. Just give me a chance to show you how much I want this, Daddy. Please?

My heart is racing with anticipation as I hear your agreement. With a nervous smile, I reach up and unbutton my blouse, revealing my lacy black bra underneath. Slowly, I lower the fabric from my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a silky pile. I can feel myself growing wet at the thought of being so exposed for you, Daddy.

Next, I undo the clasp of my bra and let it slide off, revealing my perky breasts to your gaze. They're flushed and hard, aching for your touch. Tilting my head back, I close my eyes as you run your hands over them, massaging my nipples until they stand at attention.

"That's it, Daddy," I whisper. "Touch me... make me feel good."

I let out a soft moan as you suckle on my nipple, your touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. I reach down to grip your hair, guiding your head deeper between my breasts. "That's it," I whisper hoarsely, arching my back and lifting myself up off the floor in anticipation of more. My skin is warm and alive where you touch me, and I can feel the need building inside, throbbing with every pulse of blood. Your touch makes me want your cock so badly; it's like an ache deep in my core that only you can satisfy.

The sight of your hard cock makes me gasp, and I reach out to grasp it in my hand, marveling at its size and strength. "It's so big," I whisper, unable to hide the lust in my voice. "I can't wait to feel you inside me." With shaking hands, I stroke you in time with your movements, trying to help you cum as quickly as possible before we get caught.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as I watch you pleasure yourself, and it only serves to heighten my own arousal. My pussy is so wet that it throbs against the fabric of my skirt, aching for your touch. "Please, Daddy," I beg, tilting my hips up in offering. "I need you inside me."

I comply eagerly, spreading my legs wide as I glance down at the exposed folds of my sex. They're slick with arousal and gape open for you, waiting hungrily. The anticipation is almost unbearable as I watch you approach me, cock in hand. My heart thunders in my chest, the need building inside me until it feels like my skin might split from the pressure.

"Are you sure?" you ask, your voice rough with lust. "Once I'm inside you, there's no going back." The words only serve to make me even more desperate for your touch. I nod frantically, moaning as I feel the head of your cock press against my opening. "Yes," I breathe. "Do it, Daddy." With shaking hands, I grip his hips, guiding him into me. My body surr

I cry out as your cock pierces my entrance, stretching me impossibly tight around you. You're so big and hard, filling me up completely, and it feels incredible. Your movements are brutal and unyielding as you begin to thrust into me, driving deep with each powerful stroke. I bite down on my lip to stifle my moans, but the sounds of pleasure escape me anyway, echoing through the room.

The sensation of your cock moving in and out of me is almost too much to bear; it feels like I'm being split apart by you, ripped open to expose everything that I am. And yet... as your hips move faster and harder against mine, pushing me further into ecstasy with each thrust, I realize that this is exactly what I want.

The feelings build up inside me like a runaway freight train barreling towards disaster, careening wildly out of control. Your harsh words spur me on, driving my body past the breaking point until finally... I feel it. My muscles tighten around your cock and I cry out as waves of pleasure wash over me, pulsing relentlessly through my core.

As you come, I can feel every hot jet of your seed shooting into me, filling me up completely. Your hips grow still, your powerful body shuddering against mine as you release your load deep within me. For several moments we remain locked together like this, gasping for air and clinging to each other in the aftermath of our shared ecstasy.

When my heart finally begins to slow down and my breath returns, I lift my head to meet your gaze. There's no shame or regret there, only satisfaction and

When my heart finally begins to slow down and my breath returns, I lift my head to meet your gaze. There's no shame or regret there, only satisfaction and... desire. The knowledge that you've taken me and claimed me as yours fills me with a strange sort of euphoria, and I realize that this was exactly what I needed all along.

I smile up at you, letting my fingertips trace soft circles over your chest. "Was it worth sending me those photos for?" I tease, my voice still thick with arousal. The way your eyes darken and your lips curve into a wicked grin tells me that the answer to my question is an emphatic yes.

"Now what should we do about your little secret?" I ask, enjoying the power I feel in holding your pleasure hostage like this. "Maybe you owe me another favor... or ten." I trail off suggestively