Get ready to swoon from this indulgent excess of sweet old-fashioned romance and spicy sexytimes. Your gentle daddy-dom boyfriend is going off to a far-away graduate school and you’re heartbroken. No matter what he says, your self-doubt and insecurity have convinced you he'll find someone else while he's gone. The night before he leaves, he pulls out an engagement ring, gets down on one knee, pops the question . . . and you faint like a fainty little fairy-tale princess who faints. After he takes care of you and makes sure you're okay, he can't resist teasing you . . . in more ways than one.
Hey sweetie, are you ready? Can I come in? We should get going.
Oh my god. Oh my god, look at you. How is it possible that you can still shock me with how crazy fucking beautiful you are? I mean fucking shock me.
From the top of my head to the tips of my toes. To the tip of my cock. Wait, no, let me just.
Seriously, let me just drink this in. Oh my god. I want to savor how sexy you are right now.
I should take you to fancy restaurants more often. I mean you're sexy just bumming around the house in sweatpants and a t-shirt but. Hey, wait, wait.
I'm not done looking at you. Hey, hey, stop. Come on now baby girl.
There's no point wearing a dress like this if you don't give your boyfriend a chance to perv over you in it. Oh my god. The way this fabric hugs your perfect body.
And your legs and those high heels. I don't know if I'm going to be able to control myself tonight. You are the sexiest, classiest, prettiest.
Hey, hey, alright, stop. Stop. Tell me what's wrong.
No, I know something's wrong. Come on, talk to me. We have time.
Our reservation isn't until. Wait, farewell dinner? Since when is this a farewell dinner? No.
No, no. Honey, this is a celebrate because your brilliant boyfriend is going to one of the top grad schools in the country dinner. A million miles.
Actually, sweetheart, that's technically incorrect. It is. No, let's be factually accurate here.
It is exactly 658.5 miles from our house to the crappy student apartment. No, not my house. Our house.
This is our house, honey. The house we live in. The house you will continue to live in while I am temporarily.
It's only for a year, honey. And I'll be coming back every chance I. Oh, sweetie, I'm going to miss you too.
That's why God made FaceTime, right? Wait. Hey, hang on.
Wait. All right. Listen.
This afternoon, when you were on the phone with your sister, I. Well, I wasn't eavesdropping, but I heard what you said. What did I hear? Well, let's see.
I heard how I'm going to be surrounded by gorgeous women who are so much prettier and smarter than you are. Oh, and then there was something about how a guy like me would never stay in a long-distance relationship with a girl like you for an entire year. Obviously, I have completely failed to let you know just how much you mean to me, honey.
I know I've been preoccupied. A lot of exciting things are happening in my life right now, and I haven't had a lot of time for you. And for the next year, I'm going to have even less time.
But baby, everything that's happening right now, all the success I've had, all the opportunities that are opening up, oh, sweetie, it all started with you. My life was completely empty before you came into it. For the past couple of years, even when I haven't been with you, when I've been working or in these crazy night classes, I think about you all the time.
And I'm sorry I haven't let you know it. I love you so much. Well, that's sweet of you to say, but if it were true, then you wouldn't be so worried about me leaving.
Okay, if you say so. Yeah, yeah, all right, I guess we should. Wait.
Hey, close the door. I was going to do this at the restaurant tonight, make a big romantic gesture out of it, but it's not. ..
It doesn't feel right. I just want this to be the two of us, just you and me. You know, every time I try to express how I feel about you, it always sounds so sappy and cliché.
I don't know how to put it into words. But sweetheart, the moment we first met at that party three years ago, my entire life changed. You literally rocked my world.
You were with someone else, and I didn't think we'd ever be together. But even if we weren't, I decided that night that I wanted to be a man who would be worthy of somebody like you. The day after that party, I started looking for a job that I would actually care about and started taking night classes.
When I ran into you in the grocery store and found out you were single again and got your number, it felt like, I don't know, it's so corny, it felt like destiny. I know how that sounds, and it's just words. It's true, though, I can't put it, I can't express it, I can't express it without sounding.
.. I can't put it, I can't express it, I can't express it without sounding ridiculous, but. ..
You have made my life so much better. And I want to spend the rest of my life being worthy of you and making your life better, if I can. I'm so bad at this, but hey, what the hell.
As long as I'm being corny, I guess I might as well be completely corny and do the thing where I get down on one knee and pull out the ring and hold it up to you and say, Will you marry me? I hope you're speechless with happiness. Hey honey, I found some yogurt in the fridge that's still.
.. You haven't touched your water. Drink it.
Sweetie, you have to hydrate. Come on, drink it. Good girl.
You want some yogurt? You sure? Alright, well, I'll just leave it here on the nightstand, okay? How's your head? Yeah? Well, you look a lot better.
Oh, sweetie, you scared the hell out of me. I can't believe you fainted. It was adorable.
It was simultaneously the scariest and the most adorable thing I've ever seen in my life. Oh, you fainted just like a princess. Oh, my little fainting princess.
Yes, I found the ring. It must have got kicked or thrown under the sofa and all the commotion. Oh, you want to see it? You sure? You're not going to faint again? Oh, honey, I have to tease you about it.
In fact, you should know I'm going to be teasing you about it for the rest of your life. Still want to see the ring? You sure? This may be your last chance to back out, skip town, change your identity.
That's really the only way you're going to avoid. .. Ow! Well, I guess since you're lying on a nice soft bed instead of standing on a hardwood floor, I'll take a chance and show it to you again.
You like it? Yeah, well, it's your birthstone. I basically just took all the designer's suggestions, but if you want to.
.. You sure? I'm glad you like it.
I'm glad you love it. Okay. Okay! Hey! I can't put it on your finger if you're waving your hand at my face.
Wait. Wait a second. I can't do this yet.
I just realized you never. .. You never actually gave me an answer before you.
.. Wait, no, no, no. Let's start over, okay? Let's do this again.
Let's do this right. Okay. I'll ask you again.
Will you marry me? Oh, sweetie. Okay, okay.
I'm putting it on your finger. How's it feel? Is the fit okay? I didn't know your size, so I snuck a ring out of your jewelry case and gave it to the designer.
Hey. Baby. Baby.
If you don't get your hands off my cock right now, I'm going to cum in my fucking pants. Oh, God. I am so fucking turned on.
Oh, I can see you are. Oh, God. We need to slow down, baby.
No. Seriously. I want to savor every second of this.
Mmm. Mmm. Every second of my first night with you is my pride to be.
And as much as I love the sight of you kneeling on the bed ready to take care of me. .. Tonight is going to be all about me taking care of you.
You deserve to be taken care of. And I have not been doing a good job, but I'm going to make up for that, honey. Alright, let's just turn around so I can unzip you and get you out of this.
.. This classy, elegant dress that's covering up your naughty, sexed-to-heart body. Your heart body.
Yeah, let's just. .. Okay.
Yeah, we don't need this anymore, do we? And these panties. Oh, my God.
Baby girl. These panties are soaked. We need to get you out of these.
Hey, no, you don't undress me. I undress you. Just lie back.
Hey. Hey. What did I tell you about that? Keep those greedy little hands to yourself, baby.
This cock is a loaded gun. Little girls shouldn't play with loaded guns now, should they? No.
No matter how horny and cum-thirsty they are. So while I take my shirt and tie off, why don't you keep those naughty little hands of yours occupied by touching your sloppy little cunt? Yeah, that's right.
Good girl. Yeah, you can rub your tits too, baby. Oh, I know, baby.
I know you want Daddy's cock. But we're going to take this nice and slow. Before I slip my cock inside you, we need to make sure your body is fully recovered from your trauma.
Yeah. Baby, you just fainted. You were out cold.
It would be irresponsible of me to fuck this poor, helpless body of yours until I've examined it thoroughly. Make sure you're ready for sexual activity. Make sure you're ready for sexual activity.
Your tits seem to be doing okay. Oh, your nipples are so fucking hard. Is it okay if I suck on them? Yeah? How about this one? What if I give them a little nibble? Is that alright? I love the way you moan.
Oh, God. Mmm. You're still ticklish and I kiss you right here.
I think your body's responses are very healthy. Now I'm going to make sure your pussy's ready by sliding a finger inside you. Mmm.
Oh, that's a healthy reaction. The way you're clenching and writhing tells me you're getting your strength back, sweetie. Yeah.
I love making you writhe. Oh, you're so beautiful. Oh, God, you're beautiful.
I can't believe you're going to be my wife. Oh, God. You want another finger? I'm just going to circle your clit with my tongue.
Oh, does that feel good, baby? Yeah. Daddy's going to take care of you.
I'm going to slide my tongue inside you. Oh, God, I love the way you taste. Oh, baby.
Oh, baby. Yes. Yeah, play with your clit.
Oh, my God. You're wide awake now, aren't you? Yeah.
Oh, God. Oh. Oh, that's it, baby.
That's it. Oh, yeah. Oh, you're going to come for me, aren't you, baby? You're going to come in my mouth, aren't you? Oh, you're crushing all over my face.
Oh, baby. Come to me. Oh.
Oh, God, I love it when you come in my mouth. Oh. Oh.
Look at my soaked face. Come here. Taste yourself.
My lips. My tongue. My chin.
My nose. You make such a beautiful mess, baby. You feel how hot I am? Yeah.
Oh, God. You feel what you do to me? Oh, baby, I need to be inside you.
I need to make love to you. But, baby, I don't want to use a condom. I want my bear cocons.