“Daddy, come!” she texted.
Thinking it was her usual morning booty-call text, I got up with my cup of coffee and sauntered into the bedroom.
This was not her usual booty-call.
She was on the bed, naked, legs spread, large glass dildo thrust as far as possible deep inside her, plunging rapidly in-and-out-in-and-out until finally she pulled it out all the way and…