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Click hereHer thong slices into the desire to please Him
And becomes moist with the butter that is her
Building between the folds of her offerings.
Lace-topped thigh-highs cling to heeled, parted legs
Shaking in anticipation
And hoping to pass Daddy’s inspection.
Come! Pay attention!
No flinching. Shhhh! No talking.
She turns obediently, stands proudly, feels his gaze
Involuntarily she pants as He probes and parts her
Arches her posture to greet Him
As The Touch of His fingertips brushes ever so lightly, there
Head tilting backward, hair cascading down her back
He nods with approval as He hears her plead
For Daddy to own her.
His eyes pierce her with the Sting of reality
Possession is nine tenths of the law
He has owned her from the beginning.
MKM
12-30-06