Driving down the road the other day, listening to the classic rock station, and a song came on. I recognized it and thought of Daddy - because it's the type of music he likes. Then I listened to the lyrics. Maybe it's all the time I spend writing or living in a very non-vanilla world, but I notice innuendo all over the place. Maybe it's just me, but I think this one is talking about more than an accordion.
I couldn't help but think I'm a lot like her. And I think I'll probably wear Daddy out.
Then, a few songs later, another song came on. I smiled again. I think Daddy appreciates women like this - like me.
Ok, so not heavy on the dominance and submission, but I am a fucking wanton for my Daddy. I'm insatiable, sassy, and ready to fuck or be fucked at any given moment. I think Daddy likes that about me. /giggles