Part 1,

As Greg Mathews watched his lilliputian girl, Madison, as she lapped up the final leftover of her ice-cream, he was sure she had no approximation that the reason she thought it tasted different from usual this meter was because her daddy had shot his cum into her ice-cream dish before making hers. Her daddy had been wanting to fee his niggling fille some of his cum directly from his shaft for as long as he could remember, but he also didn't want to traumatize his beautiful daughter. So he had decided that the best way to get what he wanted and still not have his fiddling girl need therapy was to filch his cum into her solid food. And he promised himself that it would be just this one time.

"Daddy, I don't know what you did unlike this clip, but that was delicious ! You need to make it that way every time from now on !"

Now there was no getting out of it for Greg. If he couldn't reproduce the ice-cream the Lapplander way next prison term she wanted it, and every time after that, she or her mother would require to recognise exactly what the ointment he added was !"It's just my secret emollient sauce. sword lily you liked it Madison."

Then little President Madison, whom hated to be called by any of the usual nick-names for a girl with her name, jumped up from the table, put her dish in the washer, and headed for the door."I'm going over to Becky's theatre. I'll be back by dinner time."She hated being called any variation of Mad. She felt it was like being called insane. She was a freckle faced, 5'5"Pres Young girl, with flame-red hair and the vim of a Tasmanian devil. She variety of looked like Lindsay Arhant back when she was still young and devoid. She knew what she liked, and what she didn't like, and now that she had said she liked the new way her daddy served her ice-cream, he knew she would never settle for any other way, at least not when he makes it. But at least Greg wouldn't penury to worry about her mother finding out. They had been divorced since James Madison was only 4 geezerhood old, and she almost never cared what happened when Madison spent her weekends and one-half her summertime vacation at Greg's, as long as Madison was glad, and didn't have any complaints.

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James Madison couldn't believe it. When she had been watching her favorite morning program, she had heard her daddy rummaging around in the kitchen. Curious, she had gone to see what he was doing, and when she poked her head around the nook, her daddy was standing at the table with his middle closed, rubbing his member, while he aimed it into one of two ice-cream dishes he had on the table. She had quickly decided to outride obscure and check what he was doing, as she had never seen anyone doing what her daddy was doing right then, but she was certainly it was naughty. And after he stroked his penis, which had gotten pissed in his handwriting, for a few proceedings he suddenly said"Oh, Madison. That's a good girl. drink all of daddy's ointment, like a skilful little girl."Just as his 6 inch cock began to squeeze and spit this blanched creamy liquid state into the smasher. She realized that he would probably be opening his eyes at any present moment, and so quickly decided to hurriedly lift back to the life way before she was seen.

Her head was doing cartwheels as she wondered what her daddy had been doing to himself in the kitchen. Why was his phallus so hard ? What the white material that shot out of it was ? Why he shot it into the ice-cream dish ? And, why her cunny felt amusing when she saw it. As these thoughts raced through her creative thinker she could find out her daddy open and close the fridge, and it sounded like he was prepping a snack.

Then James Madison suddenly remembered what her dada had said just before he shot his Edward D. White stuff into the dish. He wanted her to swallow the ‘ cream'that had come from his penis, and if she did, that would shit her his ‘ in force short girl ’. He must be getting a snack for her ready, and adding his ointment to it. Well, she was always daddy's little girl, and wanted her dada to always see her as a just picayune girl. So as strange as it was, she decided then and there that she would do her best to eat up all of pop's ointment. And so, when pop had called her to the kitchen for a snack, she jumped veracious up and ran to the kitchen. As she sat in social movement of her dish and raised her spoon, she only hesitated for a moment before saying"Thank you daddy. I'm gon na be a good daughter and eat all my ice-cream."and then diving into the treat. It actually tasted pretty commodity. It was French Vanilla ice-cream, which was her dearie, and her daddy's ointment actually helped enhance the flavor. By the end of the kickshaw, she couldn't understand why her pa hadn't been giving her his ointment before this. She even made sure to lick the dish clean and jerk of all the melted cream, as well as her daddy's cream.
She decided right then that she would ask her serious friend, Becky, if she was a skillful niggling girl for her pappa, like Madison was, and swallowed her papa's cream. She had already been planning to spend the day at Becky's theatre, and was gear up to go even before breakfast and her morning appearance had started. So after finishing her daddy's creamy treat, she thanked her daddy, took forethought of the dish, and quickly excused herself. As capital of Wisconsin walked to Becky's strawman room access, she couldn't believe that she had never had her daddy's scrumptious pick before this morning.

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office 2

Becky was in the eye of her morning routine. She did the Lapp matter every morning for as long as she could recall. First, she would scud out of her bed, still naked as a jay bird, and form a bee melodic phrase for the bathroom to empty her vesica. Then she would tip toe to her parent's door, and see if her parents were still asleep. They almost always were. She knew they slept nude too, and it wasn't odd in her habitation for her to see them both naked, or for them to see her naked for that subject. first she noted with a smile that her daddy once again had ‘ sunrise Wood ’, and she could see it tenting the bed sheet. Her mammy had told her once that nigh men would wake up to find they were all stiff, and that a lucky female could try to get there before he awoke to try to have some fun with it.

When she was younger, she would go to mommy's English of the bed and wake her first, and ask if she could join them in bed. Her mammy always smiled and said she could. Then would notice her hubby's condition and say"Well I'm not going to let this go to desolate. want to determine mommy wake up daddy ?"and Becky would always giggle and nod her head. Then she would watch her mommy pull the flat solid down and start to nurse on pa's ‘ morn wood ’. Inevitably her daddy would wake up with a big smiling on his face and obligate her mummy's hair to control her speed as she bobbed up and down on his shaft. When he eventually opened his eyes, and would see Becky sitting there watching, he would almost automatically shoot his creamy goo into momma's mouth.

When Becky got a lilliputian previous, her mum asked her if she wanted to help her Wake Island up daddy for the commencement fourth dimension. With bore enthusiasm, she had fallowed her mammy's instructions and licked all along the shot for her while she used her tongue to tickle the head. That day was the first prison term she got to see the creamy goo fly right out of her dad's ‘ morning Mrs. Henry Wood'and comprehend both her and her mommy's faces and glossa. It was her favorite delicacy after that.

Now though, she would often find herself racing to get to her dada's ‘ morning wood'before her mummy. She recently learned she could get her pappa's scape all the way to her tonsils before needing to break, but her pappa's barb would only be a small way into her sassing before she had to use her hand to rub the rest and get her papa's ointment. Then her mum taught her to try to shove her pop's stopcock, as her mommy had started calling it, past her faucial tonsil and into her pharynx. But even now, she couldn't take it very thick unless she lay on her back and let her daddy pump his hips to drive it into her. But she always made her papa promise that when he did that, he would pull back so the head rested at her lips before he shot his pick, because she wanted to taste every drop.

Today, Becky had just gotten a mouth full of her dad's ointment and had thanked him with a good deal on the impudence. Then as she darted out of the room she said,"Madison is supposed to hail over this morning so I better get ready. ”, and grabbed a towel before heading to the bathroom for a rain shower. Her daddy then turned to mommy who had been masturbating while she watched her hubby throat fuck their small girl, and said,"I'm the favourable man on the planet. I have a beautiful wife, and an equally beautiful girl, and they both love to wake me up by sucking my cock till I fill their mouths with my cum. How did I get so lucky as to have a wife that was turned on by the idea of teaching our daughter to want her daddy's cum ?"

"wellspring, it helps that you decided to marry me even after you found out that I enjoyed sucking my daddy's cum from his stopcock every chance I got. And I'm not going to deny my girl something I enjoyed so a great deal as a Whitney Young girl."

Richard then moved his cock into position and gave his wife Marie a thorough shtup, before they both got up and set up for their daughter's acquaintance to follow over for her visit.

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