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He covered my mouth with his hand and slowly lowered my hips, entering me with his love stick.
“Shhhh, open up for me, Timmy. Let me love you.”
I breathed through my mouth and gritted my teeth. It didn’t hurt much anymore and when Dad played with my pee pee it distracted me from the pain.He kept whispering in my ear the whole time. It turned me on more and more, as I slowly sank deeper. “I love you, Timmy. So much. Couldn’t wait to love you until we got back home. Had to love you right here,” he whispered in my ear.
I didn’t care if it hurt because it felt so good to know Daddy wanted me so much he was willing to risk us being caught. Because he needed to love me, right here right now, in a fitting room, surrounded by people.
Your favorite memory is from when you were 11. You and your family went shopping but you were bored.
Daddy always knew how to make things better.
He made love to you in a fitting room, just one flimsy curtain away from being caught.And you loved every minute of it.