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More moans from Daddy.

Happy sounds.

Wiggly penises.

Shivers from Daddy.

More nuzzles for Daddy.

Tugs and pinches for Daddy.

“You’re going to…that’s so…why is that so…” Oh, Daddy liked attention after suckies lots and lots. “That shouldn’t feel so…”

I made Daddy so happy he wrapped his arms around me and gave me a big hug. “Fuck. Harder, baby boy. That’s right. Squeeze Daddy’s nipple. That’s my good boy. Ride Daddy harder. Oh, yes…good boy…”

I was Daddy’s very good boy because I made him shake and got lots more hugs as he got his reward too.

Daddies who spanked so good and cuddled so good and didn’t get scared from big emotions needed rewards too.

So Daddy got lots of rewards, and when he was all done, I petted him softly and gave him nice hugs and I was gentlegentleas I finished my dessert. I was such a good boy, Daddy just rubbed my head and made quiet sounds.

Daddy got floaty time too.

’Cause I was the best boy ever.

I was the snuggliest boy ever.

I was the best cuddler ever.

I was the best dessert sucker ever.

I was so good I almost got a nap, but Daddy petted my head and his chest bounced like he wanted to laugh. “It’s too late to take a nap, baby boy.”

Aww.

Shaking my head, I tried to go back to his other nipple but Daddy laughed out loud that time. “For the first time today, I can confidently say that Daddy is empty.”

He thought that was so silly he laughed again.

“I like special cuddles, Daddy.” Wiggling higher up Daddy, I kissed his nose and made him laugh even more. “I like spankings too. You’re a good spanker, Daddy.”

He’d said he didn’t know how to be a Daddy but he did.

“Thank you.” Daddy got a weird look on his face but it was gone super-fast. “Alright, change of plans since you have a fairly full tummy and we’re both very sticky. Baths and then dinner.”

“I like bubble baths, Daddy.” If Austin’s house had a big bathtub, Daddy had to have one too. “Do you have bubbles? They get everybody squeaky clean.”

Daddy scrunched up his face and then looked up at the ceiling and frowned like he was a superhero and could see through the floor. “I don’t know.”

“Let’s find out.” Climbing off Daddy, I didn’t fall or squish his penis. “I’ll scrub you, Daddy, and I’ll show you how to play.”

He might be a good spanker but I wasn’t sure Daddy knew how to play.

Yep.

Daddy’s eyes went really big. “I have to play?”

There were no silly questions.

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