Bratty GirL Phone Sex Slut Lacey Was Taught To Be a Good Girl

Bratty girl phone sexI told you daddy the other day how much I loved being your bratty girl phone sex slut so much. It was such a thrill growing up knowing that you were always there for me, ready to take care of my every need and desire. You taught me how to be the best little cocksucker and fucktoy ever since I could remember. Every time we would talk on the phone, our conversations would inevitably turn into dirty fantasies about all the naughty things we wanted to do together.

I’d strut around in front of my mirrors at home, practicing my sexiest poses and giggling as I imagined your reactions when I told you what kind of outfit made me feel sluttier than usual. And then there were those times when you’d tell me exactly what kind of underwear or lingerie you wanted me to wear – garter belts with stockings that hugged my thighs like a second skin, lacy bras that barely contained these perky tits… God, it felt so good knowing they belonged solely to you!

Whenever we got together in person (which wasn’t often enough), it was even better because then we could act out all our filthy roleplays live: teacher/student seductions where I had no choice but submit completely; doctor visits where not only did you check up on my pussy but also gave it some extra attention; even pretending that random guys at parties were just lucky enough for their huge cocks found their way inside your daughter’s tight holes…

Those memories still make me wet thinking about them I remember how much you loved hearing about my first time with a big cock. You were so proud of your little slut taking on such a huge dick, and it only made me want to please you more. The way you’d moan over the phone as I described every detail – from the size and girth of his cock to how deep he thrust inside me – sent shivers down my spine. And then there was that time when we roleplayed as stepbrother/sisters… Oh fuck, thinking about it now makes me squirm with excitement!

I would do anything for your approval; sucking off anyone who crossed our path or letting multiple guys use my holes at once just so long as they reported back to you about what a good girl I was being. It turned us both on knowing that others could enjoy this dirty secret we shared while still keeping up appearances in public. We truly were the perfect team – two perverts under one roof (or rather, one phone line).

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