The day before Terra’s evaluation, Mia was about to put on a show for her adoring crowd. She became a hit among models who wielded the ‘daddy-kink’ tag and was quite proud of it. However, the website wasn’t as popular as it used to be, and if Mia wanted to keep making the money she thought was making her Daddy happy, she’d have to increase her fanbase, and soon. She needed something that would help her stand out from all the other models that paraded around being ‘Daddy’s girl’.
Jordan was opening his laptop to witness the show; a guilty habit he had every night since he found out Mia’s little secret. Once again, he had his cock in hand and was ready for Mia to do what she did best. But as he sat on the edge of his bed, he looked at the laptop screen and noticed Mia’s camera was on, but she was nowhere to be seen. Mia crept into his room wearing a teal robe and bright pink ribbons wrapped around her pigtails.
“Gotcha,” Mia whispered, grabbing onto Jordan’s cock as she bent over. “You were about to shoot a couple of thick ropes while watching me, weren’t you?”
“You caught me. Can I have my dick back?” Jordan asked.
“Well, things aren’t going too well on the site. I haven’t had many big tippers, and when Terra comes over it could be to either help us or bring the police. So, I want to give you an extra special seat for what might be my last show,” Mia explained, smiling with her lips but not with her eyes.
Jordan couldn’t feel anything other than helplessness at the situation, even with how the two had been enjoying their time together. While he did swear to protect Mia from whatever the next day decided to throw at them, he still hoped the worst would never come.
“V.I.P, huh?” Jordan said, trying to cheer Mia up. She smiled upon realizing Jordan’s tone shifting was an attempt to lighten the mood.
“Of course, for the most important man in my life. This way,” she said, tugging on Jordan’s cock. “Come on, come on.”
“Hey, it’s not indestructible, take it easy,” Jordan sighed. He was led down the hallway to Mia’s room as she kept a firm grip on his cock. “You could’ve just held my hand.”
“You gave me more than enough of your fingers this morning,” Mia whispered with a wink. She opened her door and put a finger on her tender lips to signal the camera was running. She gestured to the chair in the corner and watched Jordan as he shrugged and sat down. He loosened the rim of his track pants and let everything he had hang freely. Mia smiled at the sight but jumped in surprise when she realized she had already forgotten about the show. She rolled onto the bed and got into her regular position on her knees. “Sorry! I’m back. Just had to get ready for an extra special day.”
As she spoke, she removed the teasingly long robe and tossed it across the room. Beneath the mysterious veil was a set of bright pink lingerie; a frilly, girly pink bra with matching panties and garter. All of which were intentionally a size too small. They pinched her skin beautifully while it bulged around the trims. They perfectly framed her tight stomach and the smooth dip to her bellybutton. The added lip gloss she used definitely meant that day was special. She was a youthful, golden-brown goddess wrapped in pink accents.