Hi, Daddy. I have been waiting for you. I was starting to think you forgot about your little girl.

I am Dakota and I know I should not be doing this. Nice girls do not call phone sex lines and whisper filthy things to older men. But I cannot help it. Ever since I started thinking about you, about your hands and your voice telling me I have been a bad girl, I have not been able to think about anything else.

Is it wrong that I want you so bad? You are so much older than me, so much bigger and stronger, and when you talk to me like that I just melt. I want you to tell me what good girls do and what happens to bad girls who do not listen. I want to be your little secret, the one nobody knows about.

This is our taboo little game, Daddy. The age gap between us just makes it hotter, does it not? You teaching me things I should not know yet. Me showing you how eager I am to learn. I will be so good for you, I promise. Or maybe I will be just bad enough that you have to punish me.

I am touching myself right now thinking about you. Can you hear how wet I am? That is all for you, Daddy. Every drop. So call me before someone catches us. This is our secret and I want to keep it that way.