Chapter 1: Daddy's Good Girl
The last hook of my bra unbuckles, exposing my deliciously full breasts to Zack, my teddy bear named after my high school crush... so every morning when I strip and hump on it, it's Zack I'm teasing and f*****g.
“Wanna touch my boobs?” I whisper in a soft moan and pack the sides of my big breasts with my small hands.
It claps, with my dark n*****s shooting out.
My teddy bear, screw that, Zack sits on the couch at the foot of my bed. I love the sensation of him watching me when I have a s*x dream of f*****g his big c**k.
Once, I had sneaked into the male restroom just to see the size of his c**k that makes his uniform pants push out. With delight, I had watched his c**k stick out of his zipper.
Pink tip.
Big.
Rough shaft.
While he ignorantly peed
