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Close your eyes and let Daddy's voice guide you. He's alone, his breath heavy, as he moans into the microphone, his toy bringing him closer to the edge. He's a good girl, he says, his voice laced with desire. You can hear him stroke, feel him tense, his moans growing louder, more urgent. He's close now, his voice a symphony of pleasure, his toy bringing him to the brink. And then, with a final, guttural moan, he finds his release, his pleasure echoing in your ears.