Valentine's Voicemail

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Hey, baby. I guess you're in a meeting or something, so I'll just leave you a little voicemail. I was doing some thinking.

Remember how you asked me to figure out our Valentine's Day plans? You said you wanted nothing to do with it. Well, I came up with a plan.

I've been doing a little bit of thinking. Some introspection, just while I was thinking about you, and spending time with you, and all the things we've done in the past year, and really how best to celebrate that on our special day. And so here's the thing.

I'm going to say this as politely as I can, because I care about you. You deserve nothing less than to have all of your holes used by Daddy for Valentine's Day. And I hope you're not getting too excited about that idea, because this definitely is not a reward.

There's not going to be any lovemaking. You will not be looking me in the eye while I'm inside of you. Your role is going to be to lay on your stomach and spread your legs until I'm finished.

Understood? I'll even make it easy for you. We'll take your hands and we'll make sure they're comfortably secured behind your back.

I'm going to need some leverage if. .. well, if we're going to make him fit.

It is always a tight squeeze, but I'm sure having Daddy diligently secure you should help a little bit. I know that makes your throbbing little cunt drip anyway. And if you're going to be a brat about it, which is fairly on par for your behavior, we can see about some additional restraints, seeing as how you have none yourself.

If you did, you would have shown some restraint in your brash words and your bad attitude, and Daddy would be sweetly kissing his good girl's forehead before coming inside her on Valentine's Day. But unfortunately, your hair is going to be wrapped around my fist while I use your bottom half to get myself off, since you can only seem to keep your mouth closed when you're sucking hard on my shaft and my balls. All in all, I'm pretty pleased with my plan, and I'm really glad that you decided that this year I should figure out what we're doing.

Your hole is my fucking valentine, slut. I spend more time in it than I do anything else. All of my long days at work end inside you, sweat dripping off my chin while we both watch me throb and pump into your pussy.

Both sets of hips bucking to push my potent seed deeper and deeper. So you've got a lot to look forward to. Too bad you won't be able to see most of it.

That is, unless you want it recorded. Don't you want to see how good Daddy looks using you? A video from our most romantic Valentine's Day yet.

You want to hear all the noises I fuck out of you? Listen to me grunt and growl, trying to hold back inside of you, knowing it's all a waste and you're going to push me over the edge with a little squeeze anyway. And maybe, just maybe, if you're more of a bratty slut instead of a slutty brat, I'll let you use that video while I use your ass next year.

But now I'm just rambling about your slutty little holes, and thinking about sticking my cock all over the places inside your body that feel so fucking good. But you're probably in a meeting or some boring shit while I'm here with my cock in my hand, planning every meticulous detail of what I'm going to do to you. Hopefully it's not too much of a disruption in your day, but we both know you're no stranger to the bathroom bean flick, so I think you'll manage.

Daddy's waiting for you.