Good girl.

“I feel overwhelmed by choices” gf 🤝 “That’s why I decide” bf

It's so important ❤️

Awww ❤️

playing bouncy bouncy on dadas lap n i pee on him cuz it feels too good… ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

pussy slaps in between licks and kisses until it’s all swollen and red and she’s begging to cum.

I want to choke on his cock and look up to him while my spit and tears are rolling down my face to show him how much he means to me

That's so sweet 🥰

somno but it's dad sleeping soundly in his bed and I'm a very curious kid who wants to know about his grown up parts. He just keeps saying he'll tell me when I'm older but I don't wanna wait! so I sneak under the covers and put my hand into his boxers and he keeps making these little sounds and I think it's so fun I do it again the next night

Aww ❤️

Sometimes I try to be bratty, but as soon as someone hits me with a “don’t you want to be a good girl for me?” I fold. 😫

Aww

Sometimes I try to be bratty, but as soon as someone hits me with a “don’t you want to be a good girl for me?” I fold. 😫

Aww

I need a man to pretend he’s my dad and progressively get more and more lewd and sexual but still insist it’s a normal healthy daddy-daughter relationship

Aww ❤️

“I don’t want to be a burden” you’re more like a relief, a gift, a blessing actually

i need to be spoken to as if i really am your daughter. i need to be so convinced that i’ll get confused when little scenarios pop up that prove they haven’t been my parent my whole life. the way they refer to me slowly strengths my mind’s inability to tell the truth, morphed with my lack of desire to fight the logical part of my mind that tells me they didn’t make me.

Aww 🥰

daughter gf who sucks on dad’s thumb to fall asleep and dad bf who gets off on it <3

Please remember to softly pet and sing lullabies to your crying little girl as you fuck her mercilessly. Bonus points if you hand her her favorite stuffie to cuddle and muffle her whines and bury her teary face into 🎀🧸💖

Toxic relationship but it’s soft. They take such good care of you that you don’t even question when they want you to stop going out without them. And then to stop going out at all. When they start controlling what you do. What you can wear. Who you can see. They know best, after all, and you’re too wrapped up in being taken care of to see how you’re being manipulated. How you’re being trained. Until they’ve basically made you their little house pet, and you’re so dependent on them that you think it’s your idea.

It's so special and perfect 💞