Answered the booty call, found his panty collection

About two weeks ago I hooked up with this guy. My first time with an older guy. He took me on a super nice dinner date, back to his gorgeous home, teased me until I called him daddy - the first time I called a man that - then he finally fucked me better than I'd probably ever been before. Multiple times at night and made me naked breakfast the next morning. It was amazing. I was immediately addicted to the dick.

Two weeks ghosted.

Late Monday night I was in bed basically ready to fall asleep, stoned as fuck. 15 min later was in a Lyft, drinking a red bull, wearing my best panties, and absolutely buzzing. He finally booty called me.

He did not disappoint. We fucked all over his house, including on his deck under the stars. He made me beg, made me moan, made me scream and cry. Took me rough and snuggled me after. The whole time calling me a needy slut, Daddy's desperate whore, all sorts of dirty names. Passed out in his king size bed having had every hole filled, my body sore and sated.

Next morning woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking. Did a little snooping in his bedroom. Found a drawer FULL of panties. Obviously from a variety of girls. Found my pair from the first night. Made me feel even more of a whore.

Then I sucked his cock as he finished cooking and took his dick on the table while knowing I'm just another one of his sluts. I'd do it again too. Just need to get some more memorable panties.