At last! Daddy and I finally, together. It would seem a momentous occasion, can’t keep our hands off each other, fucking like rabbits. One could only hope. instead, i lay here feeling like that old toy in the back of the closet that nobody wants to play with. The first night was absolutely amazing. Best vanilla sex. It was everything I’d hoped for. However, since then, he hasn’t touched me or really smiled at me. i know I’m a fuck up sometimes but i feel like i don’t belong here. he was so happy to see the kids, always is. i feel out of place. maybe my hopes were to high.every time i talked to him he was horny or watching porn.now theres nothing.am i that repulsive? as far as the new lifestyle is concerned, that’s null. we haven’t even engaged. i want to cry..but instead i write.

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