Daddy set me on an edging regimen several days ago, 5 edgings per day, and it is torture... Daddy last made me edge for 8 days prior to our molliday, and the way he is denying me keeps getting more and more intense...

As usual, our alarm was set to wake us in the morning, but little did my sleeping self know that Daddy turned it off. I woke to the most gentle, warm, delicious feeling between my legs, and began realizing that Daddy has his tongue on my clit. He was pulling aside my panties, and gently urging my leg to move aside so he could better access me. As I continued coming into consciousness, Daddy continue playing with my pussy, flicking my clit with his tongue, pushing his fingers inside of me... Oh how incredible it is to wake up to Daddy playing with me.

Daddy then turned me ever slightly on my side, and pressed his cock deep inside of my dripping, desperate pussy... Now being fully awake, I could open my eyes and gaze upon Daddy with a very starry eyed "good morning." I love hearing Daddy say "Good Morning Princess" as he gently fucks me in the morning. It is a positively delightful way to start the day.

As Daddy continued, I very audibly reminded myself to not cum, as I am not allowed to until this weekend, and Daddy replied to me "Good Girl," as he filled me with cum, leaving me desperate for release...