Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Daddy calls me his “Messy Baby girl.” It’s not because I always spill my food on my giant tits (I do, but that’s not why). It’s not because I leave my bedroom in a disaster zone (I do, but that’s not why.) He calls me his messy baby because every time he checks inside my panties, they are SOAKED!
I can’t help that I’m always thinking about sex. I even try not to sometimes, but then I think about how sad I would be if my pussy wasn’t always tingly.