Rachel [20F] set up the phone on her dresser, focusing on a familiar spot, and sat on that spot.

Her lover enjoyed seeing her in a schoolgirl outfit, and she decided to indulge him. She sat on the bed, legs crossed, her knee-high socks rubbing against each other as she reached over to her plastic Barbie lunchbox.

She opened it to reveal a sandwich, a banana, and a thermos.

She opened the ziplock baggie that held her sandwich, crust cut off. She thanked her daddy for making her favorite - PB & J with the crusts cut off, cut diagonally. She took long slow bites, letting the jelly catch at the corners of her mouth before chasing them with the tip of her catlike tongue.

After finishing the sandwich, she made an exaggerated effort to brush off the bread crumbs off her schoolgirl skirt, even lifting it a couple times to flash her lover her white cotton panties. A couple sizes too tight, perfectly showing of her camel-toe in the light.

She hoped he could see the grey wet spot slowly growing between her thighs. She wished her lover would lay her back and ravish her with their tongue.

Rachel took out the thermos and unscrewed it. She poured from the bottle to the plastic cup, a thick white liquid, too viscous to be milk. Although she knew it was egg nog, she let her daddy think it was a much more important liquid.

“Mmm, I love your creme,” she moaned into the camera, then slurped loudly from the cup. As she slowly lowered the cup from her mouth, a mustache of the syrupy sustenance was on her upper lip, which she dutifully licked off with her tongue, doing an amazing job.

“I hope you like watching me eat your lunch, daddy!” she cooed into the camera, before reaching in for her dessert. She grabbed a banana, and started to try to peel it. But it was stubborn.”

“Hmm, I can’t quite peel it,” she said with a pout, then brightened up. “I have an idea!”

She lifted her skirt, peeled down her panties, then showed her daddy her princess parts. She took the tip of the yellow fruit and rubbed it up and down her aching swollen slit, spreading the juices that had slowly been leaking out.

“Mmm,” she moaned, “This feels good, but not as good as bath time.”

The tip of the banana parted her lips, then slowly slid between them. Her back arched as she opened her thigh wider to accommodate the intruder. “nNNNNGgghhh,”, she moaned with need.

Slowly fucking herself, one hand raised up to cup her breast over her jumper. “Oooh, daddy, I wish you were here. You could help me. Then after we could share the banana.”

The same fruit now pumping faster and deeper into her aching wet need.

“But daddy, I want to share this with you. I want to give you some banana. Watch!”

And she clenched her Kegels.

She’d been practicing it. Her daddy enjoy her grip so much, and this was an amazing show.

As she came, the banana was crushed under the grip of her vagina, leaking its delicious sweet fruit from its yellow skin.

She pulled the used fruit out, crushed almost in half, and she used her hands to separate it.

“Half for you, daddy. And half for me.”

Rachel took her half in her mouth, and sucked her juices clean off of it.