horseman52:shemalebeauties:shemalebeauties.tumblr.com/SweetYou aren’t sure how
horseman52: shemalebeauties: http://shemalebeauties.tumblr.com/ Sweet You aren’t sure how you found yourself like this..dressed this way..at the complete mercy of an older man.You saw me at the coffee shop. A tall man, big but solid, about 50 years old..but the way you saw me carry myself..it made your clitty twitch, and, my god, you thought..an aching deep inside you.You were nervous. You caught my eye. When I grinned at you, you almost bolted out of the store, that fear taking over, he can’t know what I am, you thought.But I did. Your boy clothes meant nothing to me, Daddy has x-ray eyes like Superman. I stood up and carried my coffee over. I sat down at your table, across from you. You blushed. I smiled and leaned in, my elbows on the table.“There isn’t any big secret. There isn’t any shame. You see what you like, and you indulge. Do you understand?”My voice rocked your body. Deep and husky. A body that was tempered by time and weathered by hard work, not years in the gym, but quiet times on the weekends, working the yard, sun beaten skin, hands that were calloused and worn.You wanted those hands on your skin so bad.In a deft motion, I grabbed your phone that was sitting next to your coffee cup. You didn’t protest, you just watched as my finger swiped and moved across the screen. I set the phone down and slid it back across to you.“Call me if you want to accept yourself.” I stood up and walked away, out of the shop.Your clitty was so hard it HURT. Your hands shook, you picked up your phone, you found I had put a new contact in, a number with the name.DADDY. -- source link