Andre Mannasseh

she greeted him, she called him Daddy. He called her Princess, which was Miles’ word. He had always imagined having a young daughter to call ‘princess’ while getting his cock sucked or fucked. They had barely begun to talk, had barely finished their first drinks in Miles’ apartment, when clothes fell to the floor and skin touched skin. He wanted to meet her much sooner after they had first chatted but he held back to see if she was genuine or a cop trolling to bust an unwitting pedophile. When she shared her child porn photos with him he knew