Daddy's Bad Girl

Max’s little girl, Norah, is in trouble again, wrecking his car through sheer carelessness, but she has a way of saying “Daddy” that makes a man’s pants feel tight. He been noticing her acting out since she turned eighteen, thinking that her age made her an adult, but still demonstrating her immaturity on a daily basis. What’s a daddy to do with a brat like that. Bend her over your knee, that’s what. Ordering her to assume the position, he flips her tiny skirt up to expose her pure white, cotton, little girl panties, barely covering her round and sexy ass. She squirms in his lap, as his hand slaps her cheeks painfully. “Isn’t there anything else I can do?”, she pleads, though perhaps more from the desire her punishment is inspiring, rather than the pain. Max notices his little girl’s panties getting wet and his spanks turn into caresses. Pulling her panties to the side, her spreads her young ass cheeks open wide, stretching her soaked and puffy labia, rubbing her growing clit. Is that a clitoral piercing? She really is a bad girl. Standing her up, he opens her shirt to examine and squeeze her perfect tits. His suspicions were correct, her stiff, young nipples are pierced, too; his little girl is growing up so fast. If she wants to be treated like an adult, Max is eager to oblige. Bending her over the dinner table, he pulls her panties down and shoves his daddy cock inside her tight cunt, railing her like a common slut. He’s so big! She is overwhelmed by being fucked by the man of the house and her head thrashes around, mouth agape, moaning, each thrust stretching her out a little more. Brats are rumored to have the tightest pussies, so it isn’t long before Max grips her hips and unleashes a tidal wave of sperm while deep inside his little girl, the spasms of her own snatch milking him hungrily. She’s so proud that she was able to make her daddy feel so good. Maybe he’ll call her his good little girl, now.