Daddy Teaches Me A Lesson
I stood biting my lip, staring myself up and down in the mirror, hardly able to believe what I was seeing. It made me feel so naughty, so dirty, getting all dressed up like this! A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine, counterpoint to the wet heat between my thighs. I’d been dreaming of this. A whole summer of babysitting, to finally afford every last piece. But it was perfect! The gorgeous, ruby-red heels, a perfect match to the whorish shade on my full, pouty lips. The smoky eye shadow, and long, fake lashes. The slinky black stockings, held up by the garters cinched tight around my slender upper thighs, the silvery, heart-shaped fastenings cool against my skin. The tiny black thong, barely enough to cover my freshly shaved little lips, and transparent enough …