Just An Old Fashioned Girl

Don't think I don't understand. I know it's a throwback, I'm in a loop that goes back farther than we can contemplate. I don't intentionally behave this way, I'm caught up in it and I act instinctively. He is a lot older than me, I'm what you call a pussy cat, a puppy in his lap. I will do anything the wants, and anything means whatever he wants.

The only person around me that understands is my grandmother. She tells me I'm a girl like they use to be, back when girls were girls and men were men. And he's a man. For a good amount of time I fought it, but I gave up, gave in, stopped trying and just folded.

I'm not one of those that gets on her knees in front of him. I do give him oral, but in bed side by side. And I get oral, legs wide open. I love the 'act'. Waking up after a long fuck is as good as it gets. I know I have orgasms, little bitty orgasms, but once in a while I have whopper. It catches me off guard and embarrasses me. Literally my pussy trembles.

It's a May December thing, a Daddy issue. I do crawl to him, I do serve him when I can, I do keep myself away from others. I'm his pussy. What he does is none of my business. I don't ask, and he doesn't tell. Once in a while I can smell another woman on him, but for all I know it was just a hug. Truthfully, I would love to be a fly on the wall and watch him fuck another girl, just for fun.

If you are like me, leave a comment, I can't believe I'm the only one.