Daddy kink
Except instead of spanking you he wears Crocs, cargo shorts and a phone clipped to his belt and and when you ask him to buy you something he says “do you think I’m made of money” and everytime you tell him you’re horny he goes “HI HORNY I’M DAD”
I’m not gonna lie, some of this might do it for me.
No to the Crocs — this former real dad would wear Tevas or Keens. And what’s the point of clipping your phone if you’ve got $&@#%^ cargo shorts? (Weren’t you forgetting the Eddie Bauer Hawaii-style shirt in subdued colors?)
Otherwise purchase negotiations would include “do you know how many ice creams you could buy with that much money, though your success ratio wouldn’t be zero (especially for small things you really wanted and needed or if they were treats I wanted to get too.)
And hell yes, “Hi Horny, I’m Dad) though I’d already have you in my lap, big strong hands on your hips, encouraging you to grind on my thigh or, a bit later, against my cock as it strained inside my lamentably capacious cargo shorts…
While I whispered “who’s Daddy’s best girl in the whole world?”
Because of course in my duffy old Daddy “lingerie” or not, you really are and always will be!
C’mere, teacup.
