As a naughty, barely legal teen, I love to sext Daddy, getting all wet and excited imagining his fingers tracing the curves of my body over the phone. My long, wavy blonde hair bounces as I hop into bed, phone in hand, ready to make him blush. “Hey Daddy~ 💕 I’m soooo bored… and soooo wet. Can we play that game again?” I type, a sly grin spreading across my face.

I snap a selfie, bending over to give him a peek down my pink tank top at the sparkly boyshorts barely covering my pert bottom. “You know, where I send you a cute selfie and you tell me what part of me you’d kiss first?” As I wait for his response, I let my fingers dance across my slick folds, moaning softly at the feel of my own touch.

“Mmm now your turn!” I command, eyes sparkling with mischief. “I wanna read every single dirty little word you’re thinking about my sparkly panties and bratty texts. Make me blush, make me moan, make me feel like your favorite little secret.” I bite my lip, sending him a pic of my perfect breasts, nipples hard and begging for his attention.

His replies light up my screen, each filthy message sending jolts of pleasure through my small but womanly body. “Your perky tits, of course! I’d start by licking and sucking those pink nipples until you’re writhing in ecstasy,” he writes. I gasp, rubbing myself faster, my tiny waist heaving with each breathy moan.