Him

He was always cliche, some times more than usual.

This time he brushed a strand of hair behind my hear and whispered with such a husky almost... chilling tone, "You're so beautiful."

But his cliche ways didn't stop him from him shoving his big fat cock deep inside of me.

Pumping in and out of my walls, filling up the tight space, slipping through me, soaked in my sweet... vanilla, juices.

He was the beautiful one.

There were times where he would take his time, other times he wouldn't dare slow down.

With his rough, manly hands wrapped around my tiny little throat, he squeezed so tightly. Again with the chilling whisper, "You're so beautiful."

His voice sent more fluids throughout my body and made them leak onto my inner thighs.

He is so beautiful.

So sexy.

My Daddy, if you will.

I am trapped in a beautiful world of DDLG and i couldn't ever ask for a better lifestyle.

I love being his little five year old.

No, not pedophilia. Not, molestation.

A break from the adult world to get in tact with the childhood i never got.

But he never fails to make me feel like a sexy five year old.

Now, don't you dare kink shame.

But, he, is so beautiful.

He.

{eh. you guys, im not a fan of this "slam" poem. but i am putting it out into the world any ways. it doesn't make much sense. please forgive my mediocre writing skills. but kill me, im here to learn.}