Bobby truly is my Daddy (I just wish he was older but I'll be content with what I have!) He has a way of transporting me back and transforming into a naughty petulant girl! He set on the bed and I stood quietly in front of him biting my lower lip and a softly whimpering that I was sorry for being naughty. I let out a short little gasp when his hands lifted my skirt. I think I even actually trembled as he lower my panties right down to my ankles. "Are you my naughty little girl," his voice was forceful and I knew I had to answer that I was indeed his little girl. He pulled me over his lap. My panties were stretched tight around my ankles as "Daddy" opened my legs. He ran his hands up an down my inner thigh stopping just short of my hairless little "mousy". I pushed back trying to find his hand and fingers. I felt far away, in another time; the thermometer glided by my anal ring and slipped effortlessly into upturned hiney. His warm hand rested against my bottom cheeks. I was truly his little girl and I knew I would allow him to use me in any way he saw fit!
I feel more on track now. Bobby and I seem to have a bit more time but I really am a bit upset that Bobby didn't buy me that outfit! I would have bought it myself but that would have ruined our fantasy. Beside it made my little girl tantrum real! I know this is short but since I have more time I will tryto write more often.