Missy: Day Eight
Day 8 I woke up in my own bed the next morning, my mouth dry and thirsty. I stretched and went into the bathroom for my morning pee. As I wiped myself I winced, my pussy was sore and hurting from the all day fuckathon Daddy had treated me to. Did Mommy really love fucking multiple guys at once? I shrugged and started brushing my teeth. The bathroom door opened and I jumped, startled by the sudden noise. Daddy walked in, scratching his tight stomach, bare chested in his boxers. I could see his hard cock peaking up out of the waistband. He said nothing to me as he reached around me for a bottle on the counter. I continued to brush my teeth, not paying Daddy any mind when I felt his hands pushing …