“What are you doing, Steve? Where’s mom?” He sighs when you walk into the living room.
“I hate that you call me Steve. I’ve been married to your mother for two years. I think it’s okay for you to call me daddy.” You nod. “Okay daddy.”
He fake sniffles and you frown, hurrying over to him.
“You made me so sad, baby girl.” You gasp, hands cupping his cheeks. “I didn’t mean to make you sad, daddy!” He pulls out of your grip and looks away from you.
“Let me make it better!” You cry, hating the idea of him being mad at you. “Well, there is one thing that might make me feel better.” You wait for him to tell you what it is.
“Can you take off your panties and come sit in my lap? You’re just so nice and warm.” His hands are down his pants, slowly freeing his cock. “If that’ll make you feel better, of course!” You drop your panties and crawl onto his lap, gasping as his cock drags against your folds. “W-what’s that?” He jerks his hips and enters you in a smooth thrust.
“That’s daddy’s cock. You made it cry. So now it has to be inside your princess pussy to feel better.” You nod, believing him.
“I want you to bounce a bit, ride daddy like a horsey.” You bite your bottom lip and slowly start bouncing, whimpering at the press of him against your walls.
“You’re making me so happy, baby. So fucking happy.” His hands grip your waist and he holds you still for a moment before fucking up into you.
“Daddy! Oh goodness!” He chuckles, mouth latching on to your neck. “That’s right princess, daddy’s making you feel so good. Cum on daddy’s cock.”
A pressure builds in you and you feel like you’re gonna pee.
“D-daddy what’s happening? I f-feel like I needa use the washroom.” He shakes his head and fucks into you faster.
“Your pussy is gonna thank me for making it feel so good. That’s what that feeling is.” You nod, sweat-slicked forehead resting against his shoulder.
You break on top of him, cumming with a scream and a gush of slick, spraying all over his pants. He moans and his hips stutter as he spills his seed inside of you.
“M’sorry daddy. I peed,” you’re embarrassed, but he only chuckles. “I guess I’ve gotta punish you for that, huh?”