Story
Out of bed in the morning my robe open to him. A hint of what he knows he has but a parade of his catch. A quick look of a nipple here or there. A gaping open front giving access for his eyes and hands if he so chooses. An invitation to touch, finger, taste, grope and take. An easy access for my Daddy to have me from any hole he chooses to enter with whatever he chooses to enter me with. Pleasing him so he will fill me.
