It’s been a while but I’ve been close by. Daddy and I have moved. The gentleman that owned the house that we rented and I resided in decided that he was going to sell and there was allot of confusion but we had to move and they weren’t going to extend our lease. I was with friends and family for a while and not able to be my little girl self. So I had a bad couple of weeks with intermissions and retreats with Daddy two days out of a week. There were a couple problems here and there, but the biggest problem was that the last month and a half, there was no townhouses that were in our price range.
But whats important is that we are here in the new house and writing to you feels like talking to an old friend. Its comfortable and I feel that I should get a glass and a bottle of wine and chat. I’ve had my old posts and pictures to keep me company and Daddy and I took pictures here and there and had fun when we could. – I am going to finish my 30 days of pleasure. I will resume on day 19 on the 19th. So there will be no hard feelings between us my lovies I will make sure that I have posts for you.
But today, today I woke up like yesterday. Not wanting to rise and not wanting to do a thing. Grumpy and mean. Coffee didn’t quite help and I knew that I needed something more. I went upstairs to sort through the suitcases of clothing and collapsed into bed, knowing I had cramps but just wanted to sleep. Sleep the day away. I rolled over to get comfortable and joe (jopen vanity vr6) was under the covers because I had played with it last night. I smiled and turned on one of the motors and held it to my clit and closed my legs around it. Closing my eyes and feeling the comfortable vibes on my clit. Suddenly it was then that I knew what I needed.
1. A nice soft, gentle, loving fuck with cuddling till sleep afterwards.
2. A hard fuck with spanking, anal and choking.
I laid there all bratty and thought to myself ‘I know what I need now, but I just don’t want to get up and do it’. Does it even register near sane when I’m being bratty to myself? Prolly not. So I got up and got out the case. Took the plug out, got my favorite ‘go to’ book Please Sir and put joe back on my clit as I read and slid the lubed plug into my bum. I knew it wouldn’t take much as Daddy was in my bum on Saturday. (that story is coming to you, too juicy not to share) Reading and taking the hard nipple clamps, putting them on and sliding joe inside of me. It didn’t take a minute, or even five, and I really knew it wasn’t going to.
Three stories later when I was rocking back and forth on Joe, I untwisted the screw on the nipple clamps all the way and gave in to pleasure. Feeling it rock my body, shaking me. My body soared with the pleasure and my hands came to my breasts and took off the clamps as I tried to squirt with my orgasm. Letting myself fall into the middle of the bed I pulled joe and the plug out of me. Taking them to the bathroom, cleaning them I felt calmer. Deciding to take pictures. Deciding to write to you once again.

























