Mandy Marx – I Love Playing With Your Broken Brain Daddy

Mandy Marx Do you like my outfit daddy? You bought it. Doesn’t it look so good on me? I’m such an innocent, young, pure thing. I know you have devious, twisted urges. I know you’re a nasty pervert. You’re gross.  I know you love jerking to me in this outfit. You get off on buying me hot things. What else are you going to buy me? Lots of things I know, you can’t resist, can you daddy? I like exciting you, I like just how easy it is. I like having your cock in my hand and deciding how long it’s going to last. It could be thirty seconds, or hours, and you’re helpless and I just get to play with that broken brain of yours. Pump that cock daddy and put it to work for me while you stare helplessly at me. I know you’re hanging on my every word. It’s too late for you, you’re trapped. You ache for me. I know exactly what I’m doing to you. I know what’s going on in that weak brain of yours. You’re giving up control to me. You don’t stand a chance against me. You’re fucked. You’ve told me too much.  I’m going to count you down daddy as you stare helplessly at my young body in this outfit that you bought me. It’s too much for you to resist. So don’t even try. How does it feel to be truly fucked in the head by someone half your age.