Well Kitten. When Daddy’s game is sharp, and it’s pretty much always sharp these days, the words you try to verbalize end up coming out pretty incoherent.
I measure my own worth in these moments. How crazy I can make you. How incapacitated you sound when I am throwing my best at you.
How many times I make you say “Ohh”, “Fuck”, and “Shit.”
At a certain point, you can’t even talk dirty anymore. You can’t say “Daddy”. You can’t ask me to fuck you harder.
You can’t say anything. You sound like a song to me.
When you cum hard for me, you sound…
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Ooo, baby, ooo, baby, ooo