Barely legal phone sex is legal and naughty nasty. To be sure it skirts the line, but it is just over the line. A nice skirt is meant to be close to the skin and hemline at the ass and thigh level. Daddy made sure that it was legal, at least technically, but not because I was after all his daughter. Fruit of his loins. Taste like fruit. Want a taste?
To be sure you are what you eat. I eat a lot of spicy, saucy, meat-a-balls. Including fruits of course. Add to my diet a healthy number of strawberries and chocolate. Gives me a sweet and saucy cunt. Personality-wise fits right with it. Like Daddy / Daughter Phone Sex. You can be either my Daddy or I can tell you about the first time he fucked me.
By all means ask for the details. Find out that even at the tender teen years I was a back talking, pain dealing slut bitch. Breasts high, large and firm. Matching the shaved cunt, going between the pussy lips. Feeling the clitoris pucker and harden. Protruding. Pinch it. The juices flowing over your fingers. Press forward go up into that cunt.
Use two fingers. Add a third. Pump into that cunt. Thumb going back up to the asshole. It is important to remember that I am legal. Just. Give you cock a good pumping before fucking this tight little pussy hole. Make me feel it to my bones. Ride me like a cowboy rides a cowgirl. Take me daddy. Always. Until you finally fill me up with your seed.
Promise to never tell. As long as you get me off too.