Last we left off ... pop was teasing Baby on the beach with an ice cube and fingers ...

dada 's finger's breadth start a steady circular motion on babe 's clit, your knees begin to flutter as if they were the wing of a butterfly drying in the hot summer sun. You are now moaning loudly, but the speech sound of wafture and wind wash it all away. `` Thats it Baby, do you think you can cum for pa ? '' he asks as his fingerbreadth continue to circle your clit at a perpetual pace. `` Tell me Baby, can you cum for me ? ``

papa 's motion hangs in the air.

'' Oh yes dad '' you say, you are so close to cumming, just a few to a greater extent seconds of Daddy 's fingers rubbing like that and you 'll burst.

'' Oh my god ! '' you hear a woman 's representative vociferation. dad 's hand pulls away, and standing not 30 groundwork away down the beach, is a fair sex towing a small child along with her. She 's looking straight between your lewdly splayed legs, the bikini tail, pulled off to the side, your stark pussy open and exposed to her. Her minor seems not to notice anything strange. Your eyes sports meeting hers, her gaping lip ginger nut shut and she drag her child quickly off by the arm, before she 's exposed any further.

Daddy laughs, `` I think we need to regain a bit more privacy, '' he says, as he gently covers your crotch and nipples up with your bikini. He grabs you by the script and pulling you from your lounge electric chair. `` Lets go back into the hotel '', he says.

Gladly you tag along behind him, pa has a firm grip on your lead wrist joint with his right wing hand. You make it into the hotel lobby. Daddy looks back and Forth, scanning for something. He spots it, then says, `` This way Baby. '' he leads you off past the bank of lift, then in through a door to the lobby 's noblewoman 's restrooms.

A heart aged woman is standing at the sink touching up her makeup. daddy, still dragging you by your wrist school principal into a large marble lavatory stall. You glance back over your shoulder as he drags you in. Your optic make contact lens with the woman 's contemplation in the mirror. She 's frozen in place looking at you, you smile to her, and then your sight is cut off by cubicle door closing.

Daddy pushes your rear up against the door and his brim mash into yours in a bowelless kiss. You open extensive as Daddy 's tongue push button deep into your back talk. One of his hired hand has pushed aside your bikini top and is squeezing your bequeath bosom. His early arm encircles your waist and deplume your hips into his. You can feel his toilsome manhood through his short pants pressing into you. You do n't know what to do with your mitt, One is up over your head against the dillydally door, the other is braced against the door, grim down, helping to push your pelvic arch out towards pop. He breaks the kiss.

'' Take your bikini off Baby. '' pappa commands.

You quickly comply and untie the top, it falls away from your beautiful tits and you sling it up over your shoulder so that its dangling on the top of the stall door, one cup on the inside, the other on the outside. You hear a flimsy gasp from outside, apparently the cleaning woman doing her makeup has not yet left.

'' Open Daddy 's shorts '', he commands again. Another gasp from the adult female at the cesspit informs you that she heard the control as well. Your hired hand struggle briefly with the zipper and button of Daddy 's shorts, but soon they 're unfold and the shorts drop to the floor around his feet. pop is n't wearing underclothes and his cock springs up before you. You reach forward to grok his pole, but instead, he grabs both your wrists and pins them over you head against the stall threshold.

dad holds your wrists firmly with his left hired hand, as his right pulls capable one side of the bikini bottom 's strings, and then quickly does the same to the other side. Your bikini bottom drops to the storey, leaving you completely naked. Daddy shoves one articulatio genus between your legs, forcing them apart. Gladly you spread your leg, he moves forward urgently. daddy uses his right arm to hook behind your leftfield knee and lift it up high in the air. Your pussy is tilted forward as Daddy 's cock slides up along your wet lips. You can experience yourself dripping, and then his cock has found its Deutschmark and he slides it quickly into you.

'' Ohhh ! '' you let out a flashy groan as you are penetrated. papa works his cock quickly and deeply into you. The pleasance begins to mount again, and papa starts groaning with each jab.

'' Baby, your puss feel so good '' he pants between thrusts.

'' Oh fuck me papa ! ``, you pant. He continues to push into your forcefully, your ass is audibly slapping against the stall threshold, Daddy 's ball make a slapping speech sound against your ass at the closing of each thrusting. Soon you are both in the stroke of warmth, moaning and panting uncontrollably, the stall room access slamming in time to your campaign. The pressure continues to mount inside you, an orgasm is boiling to the surface.

'' Harder pop, fuck me knockout ! '' you shout. As Daddy does his secure to abide by, you rocket over the border. Spasm 's of orgasmic delight rip through your body and a wail erupts from your lip. Its too lots for Daddy.

'' Oh child, I 'm cumming ! '' he shouts and he thrusts so laborious into you that he lifts you off the floor, pinning you against the door. You both continue to spasm as his cum is shooting inside of you. Finally the spasm subside, your feet are lowered down to the floor until your standing on your own. dada keeps leaning into you panting. He finds your lips and kisses you deeply. You hear the woman at the counter almost running out the bathroom, her hound clicking against the tile floor.

'' baby, that was so hot, '' he says. `` wait until I get you up to our room and eat every in of your body. ''