Favors For Daddy

Daddy gives me diamond rings,
and little things,
like cards, and poems, and flowers.
And he helps me before bed,
giving me a bath or a shower.

He says there's no telling Mommy.
He says she's grown cold.
But he says he loves me,
and on my body he is sold.

Sometimes Daddy tells me to pull down my panties,
and he kneels down to look or touch.
He says he likes to see my wet kitty,
and he says seeing or rubbing it
can sometimes be too much.

Sometimes we walk down the street,
holding hands.
He has me dress a certain way.
He says it makes other men jealous.
"I'll do anything you say",
I've said to Daddy.

He says I look like a real cock-tease,
and I giggle when he says that,
because his pants grow big,
and his hands start to shake.
And he says that, later that night,
he'll give me all I can take.

He proves it every night,
when he comes into my room.
He turns out the light,
and has me open my mouth.
He says he has a surprise for me,
but I know what it is by now.

I wrap my hands around him.
I wrap my pink lips around the head.
I like sucking off Daddy,
he seems to like it too.
He moans and he grunts,
and he says he's going to rip apart
my sweet little cunt.