I left her to her buzzing torture and made my way to Kimmie's room. I pushed the door in without knocking, as usual. Kimmie looked up at me from her little desk. She was wearing only a pair of panties and an oversized T-shirt. She stared at me with her huge brown eyes, and she had put her long brown hair into pigtails. Damn she looked cute, and I knew she was intentionally trying to look younger so I wouldn't punish her for getting home late. Good luck. But for now, I might let her think she was out of the woods."Daddy has your bedtime snack, honey. Open up." She opened her mouth and I inserted my cock, covered with her mother's juices. She sucked on it dutifully for a couple of minutes, and I pulled out. I had to save that for her mother – I certainly didn't want a necessary lack of ardor to arouse any suspicions on that front. "OK baby, hop up on your bed for your exam."She reluctantly lay down on her pink-and-white quilted bed. Her stuffed animals and dolls looked upon the scene,. Later that day, I received a lovely text from Charlie thanking me for the amazing gift, signing off his text ‘best friends forever and love you always no matter what’. I know he was trying to reassure me that our friendship was solid. It didn’t work. I was anxious all day. I found myself snapping at co-workers and at one point sitting in a bathroom stall crying. What was wrong with me, why was I so hurt by this and why couldn’t I let it go? As my anxiety built through the day, everything seemed wrong. My evening event went by like a blur, and despite being there, I wasn’t really there at all. My mind was fixated on Charlie. I was asked more than once if I was alright, which I was able to chalk up to being tired. I guess this wasn’t a lie since I really hadn’t slept much the night before! Once home, I dropped everything, grabbed a shower, put on my boy shorts and tank and hopped into bed. This day was finally done at 1000pm and I was ready to sleep solidly. By 1100pm it became.
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