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well, it's time for me to jerk off and go to sleep before the sun gets up. sure hope I don't get any DMs.

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literally us @123playwme

Daddy issues gf 🤝 "I'm old enough to be your father" bf

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@123playwme US (Well, really me.)

I just want a perverted boyfriend who’s absolutely obsessed with me. Just can’t help but cum inside me every chance he gets. Hands are either groping me or his fingers are stroking my tobgue

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happy Thanksgiving, little one! 😘

I'm so thankful that you're in my life. you bring joy to every moment. I love you dearly, and look forward to the years to come.

I'd be thankful if people DMed me or her with ideas of what we should do after Thanksgiving dinner. maybe if your idea is good enough, you'll get a special picture or video of us! :3

happy thanksgiving everyone🎀

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dad's warming himself up for you, little one. @123playwme

i’m so excited for dad’s stuffing :3

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is the best time for my little one to fall asleep to my voice reading smutty Tumblr posts.

Bedtime 😔

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aww, my lil one is so cute. she was definitely ambitious but, unless she's got dad pumping away after her first cum, just gets too eepy after that first one. to her credit though, this was done without using dad's hole, only being plugged up and rubbing her lil bean.

I'm both proud and disappointed. but I also know she's going to love the public humiliation about this when she wakes up tomorrow. make sure to reblog this so everyone knows her performance for the night.

good try, kiddo. Dad still loves you. happy Thanksgiving, and you're going to get extra stuffing tonight :3

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I'm not using a condom sweetie. And I'm cumming as much as I can inside your tight little hole

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the urge to jerk off with just my tip inside of her until shes whining and crying and begging for more

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something I think about often is the age gap between my little one and myself. twenty-one years. there's a whole person going out and getting hammered at the bar in between us.

I remember our first outing in public together. it was at a target. she needed to get some eye shadow and a big, black blending sponge (she still uses the damn thing, multiple times a day. sends me a GRWM every time she uses it, so cute.)

we're sitting there, in the makeup aisle, and I feel compelled to make a dad joke. there's a worker at the other end of the aisle doing stocking. I notice some hair brushes at the end cap. I pick one up, turn to her, and say "just a few years ago, this styling device doubled as a fantastic dildo for you. I mean look at it! it's ribbed for your pleasure!"

I was met with an iconic teenage side eye. the worker lingered for quite some time afterwards, as I caressed my little ones arm, kissed her on the top of the head, and said "it sure is a shame there isn't a family bathroom here. Dad really needs to have a release in his favorite daughter." the side eye turned into a smirk and a telling, specific giggle that I hear whenever her little peach gets wet and starts to drip.

the worker (or literal and figurative red shirt for you Trekkies) comes closer to us, as if I'm some sort of pervert. she doesn't say anything, but the very visible age gap between the two of us is blatant. clearly there's something amiss to her. should she step in? is this man doing god awful things to his own flesh and blood?

I excuse myself by telling my little one that I'm going to see if this store carries plan b (a story for another time, though this was well after we stopped using it.) I walk about a dozen aisles down, and by the time I return (with astroglide for my little one's plugs) the worker is gone. I don't know what, or if anything, was discussed, but we checked out and went to our special little spot.

what happened there was a story for another time, but rest assured, she was thoroughly filled, and the attached arch pic that she said gives "couples vibes" was taken.

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little one, I love this idea. you can help me paint it, we can put it in your room, get a SpongeBob bed set, make it all cute and cozy. then I'll defile it in you after you fall asleep.

Dad who breeds his daughter in the same bed he made her.

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The older stalker, Pt. 1

drafted up this story for my little one to be surprised by after she wakes up. she must have ate so many waffles it made her eepy. plus she's sick. send her well wishes in the comments! ♥️

backstory, when we first started talking I had joked about stalking her, but she was surprisingly receptive to the idea. she, uncharacteristically of course, turned her location on with no expectation of me turning mine on. that night she drove back from visiting family, and, unbeknownst to her, I followed her all the way home. to be honest, I don't know if I ever shared that with her. little one, as you read this, dad did that. oops! I love you dearly.

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little one. when I see you, I'm going to come up from behind you. I'm going to graze against your bottom with my hand, and I'm going to walk past you and not look back. the way I graze against it will immediately alert you that it's me.

the hairs on the back of your neck will stand up. I'm now like a shark, ready for the hunt. you're uncertain of your next move; rest assured, that uncertainty is my home. by this point, you've lost sight of me. you lean against a wall, eyes darting side to side looking for me. I'm nowhere to be seen, however.

after about fifteen minutes of panic, your heartbeat returns to it's normal rhythm and cadence. you reach into your back pocket, grab your phone, and continue walking. you occasionally look back, thinking I might be following you. but what you don't realize is that I don't need to follow you. when I grazed against your ass I slipped an air tag in your pocket. you were too distracted by your adrenaline to notice it.

you continue walking home, eventually reaching your destination. you're in your comfy space. sitting on your bed, the sun falling behind the horizon. you're mindlessly scrolling on TikTok and Instagram, in between texting your friends, trying to win at 8-Ball, and playing block blast. you hear a tapping at your window.

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I'm addicted to cream pie-ing my daughter. I used to feed her plan b, but now I guess we're actively trying for a baby. luckily I've got twenty years of life experience on her.

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I love it when she says, "please dad, fill me up," knowing she's addicted to my seed.