Tom presses his luck

"I don't know, Wanda. You've been very rude to me," Tom said, acting as if he didn't already have an idea.

"But I need to make you happy, Daddy!" She said, pouting. "Oh, I could clean the house for you!" She suggested. Tom made a note of that - she wanted to clean. Interesting.

"Do you think cleaning is enough, Wanda?" He asked. She pouted.

"Don't call me by my name so much. It makes me think you're mad at me. Can't I have a cuter name?" She asked.

"How do you mean?"

"Well... my real dad, he called me Pumpkin before he left. I... kind of want you to call me that." She looked up at him pleading.

Tom considered it. "If you're a good girl, you can be my Pumpkin. But what should a good girl do?" He had seen a few videos like this. He had even imagined something like it with Wanda once. For it to be happening was astonishing, and his cock fully agreed.

"I think..." she began, playfully. "A good girl wouldn't skip school. Would help around the house more. And would try to make her family, and especially her Daddy, happy. Do I win the prize?" She asked with a big smile.

"I think so, yeah. How should you keep me happy though?" Tom wanted to see where the post-semen-infusion Wanda went.

"I could clean the house. I could do it naked," she giggled as she grabbed at his belt. "I could let you fuck me whenever you want. Like right over this couch." Tom had to stifle a gasp at that last statement.

"But what about your headache?" He asked. She shook her head.

"It doesn't matter, Daddy. You should be happy."

Tom shook his head. "Go take a shower and get dressed properly for cleaning, Pumpkin. If Daddy wants you, he will ask." She squealed at being given a task and at being called Pumpkin again. She stripped naked in then living room and ran off carrying her clothes to put them in the hamper, then got in the shower. Tom took in a long look of the 22 year old's tight body and shaved pussy as she went off.

Things were starting to get more fun.