Chapter 39
Poppy
On the fifth day of Christmas, Santa gave to me- Five pearls in my a.s.s,
Four inches of Tongue,
Three orgasms at the mall,
Two hands a-groping
And a c.u.mshot on the a.s.s cheeks.
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The Uber took eleven minutes and I spent every single one of them checking my reflection in my phone camera, fixing my hair, wiping my face, spraying Riley's perfume on my wrists and then immediately worrying it was too much perfume and that Daddy would smell it and know!
Know what, Poppy. That you went shopping? He would already know that.
God I hoped he couldn't know a shop attendant had c.u.m in my mouth. I just wanted to spend time with him and not get punished tonight.
I put my phone away. The house lights were on when I got there. Both cars were in the driveway. I smoot
