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I slap the bimbos tit and while stomping my high heeled sneakers squeak out "Bad Bimbo! No thteal from Daddy!"

A tear runs down the bimbos face and I lick it up before slapping her some more on the ass, giggling as it jiggles like jello. Daddy grunts as he fills the new Bitch's boi-pussy before he lets the bitch drop to the floor in a twitching, leaking mess. I wiggle over to Daddy's now free cock I position myself between the bitch and Daddy being sure to grind the bitch's boi-pussy with my rounded heel. I give daddy's cock a greeting kiss, stealing a small glob of his cum. Daddy holds me by my chin as he makes me look up at him to see his smiling Adonis face and big bushy mustache. I open my mouth, lulling my tongue out so that he could see my new piercing that I got today for being the best bimbo in class.

"Good job Peaches. You know you can't suck until that's healed though." Daddy praises. I didn't realize that and my vision starts to blur with tears before Daddy says "It's ok Baby Girl. If you can't suck that only leaves one thing for a good girl to do."

I'm still contemplating what he could mean when Daddy picks me up. Then it hits me and I wrap my arms around his neck allowing one of his hands to grab my thong and with a forceful tug he rips it off. I wrap my legs around him as he positions his cock a inch away from my pussy. I choose to be a bad girl and let go of Daddy allowing me to drop onto his cock and hilt. My head tingles and I forget for a moment what I was doing. Daddy responds first by picking me up by my small waist and like I was some kind of sleeve moves me up and down. After my head clears I start to help by pulling myself up and dropping in tune with Daddy. Daddy gives me a kiss on my forehead sending a giggle as his mustache tickles.

Daddy drops into his chair causing me to bounce harder on him. Now that I don't have to hold myself up I start to push against Daddy. Daddy's hips move faster and faster the only sound in the apartment is the plaping of me and Daddy. After a few minutes our mutual thrusting grows faster and more **** until we cum. Daddy's cum fills me to the point of looking like I'm a couple months pregnant. I bask there not wanting to let any of his cum leak out. Maybe I'll get pregnant, I doubt it. Male fertility dropped like a rock after the event, though for the most part it's partially counteracted by the sheer amount of fucking that occurs on a day to day basis. Sexless marriage is now a nightmare of the past. None of that matters to me as I just lay against Daddy panting trying to catch my breath before I have to make dinner for him and me.