Daddy Does It Best Volume 4

Get a taste of what’s inside …

My phone dinged and the room lit up as the screen of my phone displayed a new message. I looked over and saw it was a text. From the brat. I grabbed my phone and slid my finger up the screen, unlocking it, then I opened her text.

Come to my room?

My heart raced. I couldn’t go in there like this, all hard and bothered. I figured she wanted to talk and probably apologize for lying to me. Rising out of bed, I adjusted my erection and forced the head of my dick under the elastic band of my boxers so that my arousal would be less obvious.

I walked to her bedroom and opened the door. “Hey,” I said.

“Come in and shut the door, please.”

“Sure.” I did as she asked. Her lights were off, so as the door closed we were plunged into darkness.

“Uh, what’s up?” I asked.

I heard her moving around, but I wasn’t sure what she was doing until I felt her presence in front of me. Her hands touched my chest.

“I got that birth control for you,” she whispered. Her hands moved down to my sides, then to my waist.

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.

“I mean, I got it so that you wouldn’t get me pregnant. I’ve seen how you look at me, daddy. It’s no secret you want my pussy.”