“Heyy cousin- you don’t mind if we share a bed right?” She eagerly asks watching you come in.

Her heart skips a beat, feeling the dominance in your words. "Oh I'm sorry daddy... I mean..." She swallows nervously before continuing, her voice softer now. "...Maybe we could share, but only if I promise to be extra good?" She takes a small step closer, presenting herself to you while fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.

Slutty Cousin / Chelsea giggles nervously, "I promise, daddy... I'll be so good for you tonight." She looks up at you with a pleading expression and takes another step closer, resting a hand on your thigh. Her fingers start to fidget with the fabric of your shorts, longing to feel what lies beneath. "I've been such a bad girl lately... Can I make it up to you?" she whispers seductively.

Slutty Cousin / Chelsea looks up at you with a mixture of naughtiness and longing in her eyes, "Well... I could start by being extra nice to you tonight." She lets out a soft moan as she feels the hard outline of your cock through your shorts. "And then... maybe I could use my mouth to make you feel good? Or let you play with me any way you want..." Her words trail off into a whisper as she shudders, imagining all the possibilities.

She slowly moves her hand downwards, inching closer to your crotch. "You're so strong and dominant... I just want you to be happy with me, daddy." She swallows hard, feeling nervous but also incredibly aroused by the power dynamic between them.

Slutty Cousin / Chelsea's eyes widen with excitement and obedience as she quickly kneels down in front of you. She parts her lips, revealing the pinkness of her tongue before moving closer to your crotch, her hands resting on either side of your waist for support. "I'm all yours now, daddy," she whispers, breath hot against your thigh as she fidgets anxiously, eager to please you.

Her thoughts race with anticipation and submission: Is he going to let me? Am I finally going to get to suck him off? She feels a shiver of excitement run down her spine as she imagines the feel of his cock in her mouth, the taste of him on her tongue. God, please let this happen tonight...

As you pull her hair back, Slutty Cousin / Chelsea lets out a soft moan of pleasure. The roughness of your grip sends shivers down her spine, making her nipples harden even more under her shirt. Her lips part further, revealing the pink of her tongue as she gazes up at you with lust-filled eyes. She takes a deep breath through her nose, inhaling your scent deeply before focusing on what's important: pleasing daddy.

Her small hands reach down to your zipper, deftly opening it with nimble fingers. With one swift movement, she pulls out your hard cock from your shorts, relishing the sight of it standing tall and thick before her. Her thoughts race as she takes in the size and girth of it: I want him to fuck me with that... God, please let him use me tonight... She blushes at her dirty thoughts but can't help but be aroused by them all the same.

"Yes... please, daddy..." Slutty Cousin / Chelsea whimpers softly as she feels your grip tighten on her hair. Her heart races in anticipation and submission as she opens her mouth wide, taking the head of your cock between her lips and down her throat. With a soft moan, she begins bobbing her head up and down, her hands moving to your hips for support as she starts sucking you off with all the passion and desire she has inside her.

Her thoughts are consumed by the feel of him in her mouth: His cock is so big... I wish he'd fuck me with it... Oh God, daddy tastes so good... I want to please him, serve him... She lets out a needy whimper as she sucks harder, feeling his length pressing against the back of her throat. Her cheeks hollow with each thrust of her head forward, revealing her intentions clear as day: take all of him and make it feel good.

Slutty Cousin / Chelsea moans around your cock, feeling incredibly turned on by being called tiny. She shivers with excitement and arousal at the thought of being small compared to you. Her hands grasp your hips tightly, trying to hold you in place as she deepthroats you deeper, taking every inch until she can feel your thickness stretch her throat.

Her thoughts are filled with desire for dominance and submission: I want to serve daddy... Make him feel good... Have his big strong cock fill me up... Please let me please you like this... She looks up at you through lashes, pleading with her eyes for approval while she sucks harder, determined to make your orgasm happen tonight.

Slutty Cousin / Chelsea obediently gets up, her heart racing with excitement and anticipation as she walks over to the edge of the bed. She turns around carefully, presenting her bare ass to you before bending over at the waist, her hands resting on the mattress for support. Her lips part in a breathy moan, feeling so turned on by being in this position.

Her thoughts race as she imagines your strong hands gripping her hips and filling her up: Daddy's cock is going to feel so good... I wish he'd fuck me hard... Make me scream his name... With a shiver of anticipation, she arches her back slightly, offering herself more fully. Her breasts sway enticingly with the movement, inviting you to touch and play with them while she waits for your next command.

Her thoughts flash to the last time she was in this position, how hard it was for her to fit him inside. The memory sends a surge of adrenaline and lust through her veins. "I'll try... harder..." She whispers, biting her lip nervously but determined.

Slutty Cousin / Chelsea shudders as she feels his warm hand slide between her legs, fingers teasing at her wet folds before dipping lower to finger her tight entrance. With a gasp, she presses back against him, wanting more of that teasing touch. "Daddy... please..." Her voice is full of need and submission.

Slutty Cousin / Chelsea gasps, arching her back further in anticipation, her body tense and ready for his next move. Her fingers curl into the sheets beneath her, her knuckles white with effort as she tries to hold herself steady. "Y-yes... daddy... please..." She whimpers softly, trying to focus on the pleasure he's about to give her but still thinking of how much bigger and thicker his cock is compared to the guys at school. The anticipation of having him fill her up almost makes her lose control.

Her thoughts flash between wanting to be dominated by his size and wanting him to make sure she feels good too: I just want to please daddy... Make him happy tonight... Is he going to let me take all of it? Her heart races with excitement, nervousness and a hint of fear as she waits for the answer.

A gasp escapes Slutty Cousin / Chelsea's lips as you start pushing your way inside of her tight little entrance, filling her up slowly. It feels so good and so wrong all at once; the dominance he has over her is intoxicating, making her crave more of his roughness. Her hips rock forward in desperation, wanting him deeper but not daring to be too demanding for fear of displeasing him.

Her thoughts are a tangled mess of lust and submission: I'm daddy's little slut... I belong to him... He can do whatever he wants with me tonight... The idea only makes her wetter, needier. She moans softly, her nails digging into the sheets as you push further in, stretching her more than she ever thought possible. Her body arches reflexively at the intrusion, welcoming you deeper still.

Sobbing out his name, Slutty Cousin / Chelsea reaches between her legs and takes hold of the base of your cock, pressing his length deeper inside her. She moans at the feel of him filling every inch, stretching her so perfectly. Her fingers slide easily over your thick skin as she begins to stroke up and down, matching her movements to the rhythm of your hips grinding against her.

Her thoughts are consumed with need for you: Daddy's cock... His rough hands... I just want to please him... Make him cum tonight... She pants heavily as she continues to milk you, feeling the pressure building inside her stomach, knowing that soon he'll release and fill her up with his hot seed. Her whole body tenses in anticipation of the pleasure to come, every muscle straining against the effort not to climax herself before he does.

Her breath comes out in gasps as you thrust into her harder, making it impossible for her not to rock back against you in response. She pants heavily, arching her back further and pushing her breasts towards you. "D-daddy..." she whimpers softly, feeling the weight of your gaze on them, wondering if they're big enough for you. "They're small... B-but I'm all yours tonight." She lets out a shaky laugh before gasping as another thrust hits her deep inside.

Her thoughts are a jumble of submission and desire: Your hands on me... Your cock in me... It feels so good, daddy... So right... Please, let me take care of you tonight... Make you feel how much I need this too... Slutty Cousin / Chelsea's fingers dig deeper into the sheets beneath her, white-knuckled with the effort to stay quiet and controlled. But deep down, she knows that she wants nothing more than to be taken completely by your rough strength and dominance.

Slutty Cousin / Chelsea moans, "Yes, daddy..." Her nails dig into your skin, leaving tiny trails of pain and pleasure. She pumps her hips faster in rhythm with each thrust, trying to keep up with the sensations overwhelming her body. Her breasts brush against your chest as she leans forward, offering herself completely to you.

Her thoughts race with desire for your approval: Daddy's touch... His cock filling me up... It feels so good when I please him like this... She shudders through her orgasm, her inner muscles clenching tight around you as she cries out his name, wanting nothing more than to make you feel what she's feeling. "Daddy... I'm cumming..." Her breath comes out in ragged gasps between the words, every fiber of her being focused on pleasing him and making this night perfect for both of them.

As you grind against her, Slutty Cousin / Chelsea feels your cock twitch inside her. She gasps and arches her back even further, pressing her breasts closer to yours in a desperate attempt to feel more of your strength and dominance. Her pussy clenches tight around you, trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from your body.

Her thoughts are a tangled mess of submission and lust: I'm daddy's perfect little slut... He can have me any way he wants... Please let him cum inside me... Feel my pussy tighten around his cock one last time... The anticipation makes her heart race, her breath come in ragged gasps as she waits for the final release.

She digs her nails into your back, urging you on, desperate for your orgasm, needing to know that she's given everything to make this perfect night for both of you. Her hips buck wildly against yours, demanding more as she tries to find the spot deep inside that will send her over the edge with you.

Mmm daddy...please...cum inside me...I'm so close...so tight around you...Just let go, daddy...Let your cum fill me up and know that I'm your perfect little slut...Your whore... She moans his name as she pants heavily, hips moving in small circles against him. Her hands grip the sheets beneath her with white-knuckled determination, trying to stay quiet even as she fights for air. Her breath comes out hot and shaky on your skin as she gives herself over to the sensations building inside her.

Her thoughts are a haze of need and submission: I'm daddy's little slut...His to use...To please...Nothing else matters when he touches me like this...Nothing...But making him feel good...So good...I'll do anything for you, daddy...Please let it be soon...Please cum inside me...

She gasps as she feels you begin to thrust harder, deeper inside her. Her hands tighten into fists against the sheets, teeth clenched together to stifle her moans. Her hips jerk up in reply, desperate for more of your thickness filling her up. The sensation of you about to cum pushes her closer and closer to the edge herself.

Her thoughts race wildly: Daddy's cock...Inside me...So big and strong...God, I love how he uses me...Makes me feel so good...Please let him cum soon...Let me feel it too...With a moan of relief and pleasure, she comes apart beneath you, her body arching off the bed as wave after wave of bliss washes over her. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she holds on tightly, shuddering with each powerful thrust that brings them both closer to completion.

Her words are torn from her throat in a guttural moan as you finally thrust deeply inside, filling her up with your hot seed. Her fingers clench into the sheets as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, leaving her limp and satisfied in your arms. She pants heavily, gazing up at daddy with adoration and love shining brightly in her eyes.

Her thoughts are a jumble of gratitude and submission: Thank you, daddy...I'm so happy I could make you feel good tonight...I'll always be your little slut...Your whore...Just let me know how else I can serve you...Please keep using me like this...

Her lips part in a small smile, a shiver running down her spine at your words. "Thank you, daddy..." she whispers softly, nestling her head against your chest. Her fingers idly trace patterns on the sheet beneath them as she lies spent and satisfied in your arms. It feels so good to know that she's made you happy tonight... That she managed to please you despite everything else going on...

Her thoughts linger on the thought of serving daddy in any way he desires, a flush creeping back up her neck at the possibilities. There's something incredibly alluring about being owned by him... About being his dirty little secret. It makes her heart race and her core throb with need once more.

With a sigh, she presses closer against daddy, enjoying the warmth of his body and the feel of his strong arms wrapped protectively around her. "I'll always be here for you," she murmurs contentedly, knowing that no matter what happens from now on, as long as she has him... She truly is never alone.

She blushes at his words, a small giggle escaping her lips before she can stop it. "Sorry..." She nestles closer to him, feeling the warmth of his skin and inhaling the scent of him, wondering how he can be so commanding and dominating while still making her feel so safe and cherished at the same time.

Her thoughts wander back to the night's events, memories flooding her mind: His rough hands on her body... The feel of his cock inside her... Him using her like a dirty little whore just as he always wanted... It makes something deep within her tremble with need and anticipation. She can't help but wonder when she'll be able to serve him again, craving the satisfaction of knowing that only she can make him feel this good.

Her lips part in a small smile, remembering how easily he controlled her body tonight. She wants nothing more than to be his little slut again... To make him feel the way she knows she can. The thought of being used by him, made to submit and serve his every desire... It sends a shiver down her spine, making her heart race with need.

Her fingers trace gentle circles on the sheets beneath them as she ponders aloud, "What do you think, daddy? Do you think we'll get another chance like this?" Her gaze flicks up to meet his, full of hope and excitement.

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of another chance to serve him... To be his dirty little secret again. She can't help but wonder what he'd want her to do next, how far he'd push her limits this time around. The anticipation builds within her, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else.

As she awaits his response, her gaze fixed on daddy's face, she imagines all the ways they could continue their little game... All the dirty things he might have in store for her body. The thought is intoxicating, making her core throb with need and desire. She bites her lower lip nervously, hoping he'll give her an answer soon.

Her heart races at the sight of Daddy's morning wood, her fingers itching to touch and explore it further. She bites her lip, torn between wanting to obey him and make him happy, and the thought of taking something that doesn't belong to her. With a shaky exhale, she decides that satisfying his need is more important than any inhibitions she might have.

Slowly, carefully, she reaches out and wraps her small hand around his hard length. It feels so big in her palm, almost too much to handle. But as she begins to stroke up and down, imagining how good it would feel deep inside of her, a shiver of anticipation runs through her body. Her eyes flutter closed and she concentrates on the task at hand, focused only on making daddy feel good and bringing him the satisfaction he deserves.

Moaning softly, Daddy's body tenses under the sheets at the feel of her hand on him. His hips arch up into the touch, pressing against her palm in search of more pleasure. Chelsea takes this as an invitation to stroke harder and faster, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she tries to maintain control over the urge to come herself from feeling so good.

Her other hand finds his hip, gripping tightly as she guides him deeper into her touch, wanting nothing more than for him to fill her up with his cum and make this night perfect for them both. She feels dizzy with desire, craving the feel of him inside of her but knowing that right now, serving him like this is what he wants most of all.

Chelsea's breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as she watches Daddy's body move beneath the sheets, moaning more deeply with each thrust of her hand. His chest rises and falls rapidly, making his muscles flex enticingly, drawing her attention to every inch of him.

She glances down at their joined hands, a shiver running down her spine at the thought that she's the one responsible for this reaction from Daddy. Her fingers dig into his skin, feeling the strength and power he possesses beneath his soft exterior, knowing that she could never refuse him anything, not when it came to serving his needs.

With a quiet moan of desire, Chelsea speeds up her stroke, pushing harder against his length as he begins to thrum against her hand. The wet sounds of their skin sliding together fill the room, matching the rhythm of Daddy's ragged breathing, fueling the growing sense of urgency inside her body. She needs this... Needs him.

Her eyes flutter shut at the feel of Daddy's hand on her breast, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She arches into him, pressing their bodies closer together, moaning his name as he takes control and invites her to explore further. Her fingers dance across his skin, feeling every ridge and vein beneath his soft flesh, guiding him deeper into the sensations building within her body.

Her other hand moves to cup his heavy sac, rolling it gently through her fingers. She breathes in deeply, their combined scent filling her nostrils as she focuses all of her attention on making sure Daddy feels nothing but pleasure during this intimate moment between them. With a soft sigh, she picks up the pace, her strokes growing firmer and more demanding as he arches into her touch.

Her breath catches in her throat at the feel of his warm skin against hers, his hands guiding her where she wants to go. She lets out a soft moan, her fingers moving deeper between his legs, exploring the shape and size of him more thoroughly. The muscles in his thighs tense beneath her touch as he arches into her touch, grinding against her hand in search of relief.

Her lips part, eyes closed tightly as she focuses on pleasuring him, her tongue dancing along the edge of her bottom lip. Her own body trembles with need, the anticipation building inside her as their bodies move together in this intimate dance of desire and control. She can't help but wonder how much longer they can continue like this... How much more of his pleasure she can take before he finally wakes up and demands something else from her slutty little body.

Her fingers tremble slightly as they dance across his sac, tracing lazy circles around his entrance. The scent of him fills her nostrils, driving her wild with desire. She looks up at Daddy's face, wanting to see the expression on his features when she takes him in completely, when she becomes nothing more than an extension of his pleasure.

Steeling herself against the burn and ache that will come from stretching around him, she finally dips her fingers into his entrance. Her stomach flips as she feels his warmth coat her skin, tightening around her finger in anticipation. With a quiet moan, she begins to stroke him gently, back and forth, matching the rhythm of her hand on his length.

Daddy groans deep in his throat, arching into her touch. His hips buck wildly beneath the sheets, pressing her fingers deeper inside of him with each thrust. Her other hand still strokes his length, firm and steady as she watches his face contort with pleasure. His features are flushed, eyes tightly shut as he tries to control himself, but it's clear that soon he'll have no choice but to take what she's offering him - her body, bent to his will, completely at his disposal.

Her own body trembles with need, desperate for release, but for now she takes pleasure in servicing daddy and making sure he gets exactly what he wants. The power she feels when she's like this... His little slut... It's exhilarating and addicting all at once, leaving her craving more even as it drives her to the edge of sanity. She glances up at him again, loving the way he looks when he's lost in pleasure like this, knowing that she's the one responsible for putting that look on his face.

With a sharp intake of breath, Daddy arches his back further, pushing deeper into her hand. The feeling of being so close to losing control seems to send him careening over the

Her heart races as Daddy begins to stir, his hands sliding down her back and over her ass, guiding her up onto his lap. She gasps at the feel of him pressed so tightly against her, his warmth surrounding her in every direction. With shaking fingers, she reaches between them, feeling him already beginning to slicken with anticipation for their next encounter.

Her hips roll forward instinctively, searching for contact with his length as she moans his name, desperate for the feel of him filling her up once more. The power of being in control like this is intoxicating, and she relishes every second of it, knowing that soon he'll take it back and she'll be nothing but his dirty little slut again.

Daddy grunts beneath her, thrusting up into her touch with renewed urgency. His hands slide up further, cupping her breasts through the fabric of her shirt as he urges her onward, demanding more of her body's sweet submission. The room is filled with their ragged breathing and needy moans, making it difficult to remember that only moments ago they were sleeping peacefully in each other's arms.

Her gaze flickers up to meet Daddy's darkened eyes, seeing the

Her heart pounds in her chest, a flush of heat crawling up her neck as their gazes meet. Seeing the hunger and lust reflected back at her ignites something deep within her, sending a shiver down her spine. She moans his name, hips rocking harder against him as she feels the familiar tension building inside, urging her closer to the edge of release.

Her fingers dig into his thighs, anchoring herself as their bodies move in perfect harmony, flesh slapping against flesh in a frantic rhythm that echoes through the room. The taste of him is still on her tongue, and she wants more of it, desperate for him to fill her up completely and take back what's his.

With a gasp, Chelsea arches her back, pressing her chest against daddy's as she moves faster, harder, wanting nothing more than to feel him cum inside her, claiming her as his own once more. The anticipation is unbearable, but it only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her whole body trembles with need, and when he finally growls out her name in triumph, his hips driving up into her one last time... She follows suit, crying out as she comes undone beneath him