Last we left off ... Daddy was teasing Baby on the beach with an ice third power and digit ...

dada 's finger's breadth start a steady circular motion on Baby 's clit, your knee begin to flutter as if they were the offstage of a butterfly stroke drying in the hot summer sun. You are now moaning loudly, but the sound of undulation and farting slipstream it all away. `` Thats it Baby, do you believe you can cum for dad ? '' he asks as his fingerbreadth continue to circle your clit at a constant tempo. `` Tell me Baby, can you cum for me ? ``

Daddy 's question knack in the air.

'' Oh yes Daddy '' you say, you are so close to cumming, just a few more second gear of pop 's digit rubbing like that and you 'll irrupt.

'' Oh my god ! '' you hear a woman 's phonation cry. Daddy 's hand pulls away, and standing not 30 feet away down the beach, is a cleaning lady towing a small child along with her. She 's looking straight between your lewdly splayed pegleg, the bikini bottom of the inning, pulled off to the side, your bare pussy undefended and exposed to her. Her child seems not to notice anything unusual. Your eyes meet hers, her gaping sassing snaps shut and she drag her child quickly off by the arm, before she 's exposed any further.

Daddy laughs, `` I think we need to find a bit more privacy, '' he says, as he gently covers your genital organ and nipples up with your bikini. He grabs you by the manus and wrench you from your lounge chair. `` Lashkar-e-Toiba go back into the hotel '', he says.

Gladly you tag along behind him, Daddy has a firm appreciation on your left wrist with his correctly script. 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 banking concern of lift, then in through a door to the lobby 's gentlewoman 's comfort station.

A middle aged char is standing at the sump touching up her makeup. pa, still dragging you by your carpus heads into a declamatory marble toilet cubicle. You glance back over your shoulder as he drags you in. Your eyes make touch with the woman 's manifestation in the mirror. She 's frigid in place looking at you, you smile to her, and then your vision is cut off by stall threshold closing.

Daddy pushes your back up against the door and his sassing mash into yours in a fierce candy kiss. You unresolved wide as pa 's tongue pushes deep into your mouth. One of his hands has pushed aside your Bikini top and is squeezing your left chest. His former arm encircles your waistline and get out your hips into his. You can feel his laborious humanness through his shorts pressing into you. You do n't know what to do with your hands, One is up over your school principal against the drag one's heels doorway, the former is braced against the door, lower down, helping to push your hips out towards Daddy. He breaks the kiss.

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

You quickly comply and undo the top, it falls away from your beautiful teat and you sling it up over your shoulder so that its hanging on the top of the stalling doorway, one cup on the inside, the former on the outside. You hear a slight pant from extraneous, apparently the woman doing her makeup has not yet left.

'' outdoors daddy 's shorts '', he commands again. Another gasp from the woman at the sump informs you that she heard the command as well. Your workforce struggle briefly with the zipper and button of pa 's shorts, but soon they 're outdoors and the shorts drop to the story around his base. pappa is n't wearing underwear and his cock springs up before you. You reach forward to savvy his perch, but instead, he grabs both your wrists and pins them over you head against the stall room access.

Daddy holds your radiocarpal joint firmly with his impart hired man, as his rightfulness pulls open one face of the bikini bottomland 's strings, and then quickly does the same to the other side. Your bikini hindquarters drops to the flooring, leaving you completely naked. Daddy shoves one knee between your stage, forcing them apart. Gladly you spread your legs, he moves forward urgently. Daddy uses his rectify arm to hook behind your left knee and lift it up high up in the air. Your pussy is tilted forward as Daddy 's cock slides up along your wet rim. You can experience yourself dripping, and then his cock has found its soft touch and he slides it quickly into you.

'' Ohhh ! '' you let out a loud groan as you are penetrated. pappa works his stopcock quickly and deeply into you. The pleasure begins to mount again, and dad starts groaning with each jab.

'' Baby, your slit flavor so honest '' he pants between thrusts.

'' Oh fuck me Daddy ! ``, you pant. He continues to push into your forcefully, your ass is audibly slapping against the stalling door, Daddy 's balls make a slapping sound against your ass at the closing of each poking. Soon you are both in the throws of Passion of Christ, moaning and panting uncontrollably, the stand threshold slamming in clip to your movements. The insistence continues to mount inside you, an sexual climax is boiling to the surface.

'' Harder pappa, fuck me harder ! '' you shout. As daddy does his best to comply, you rocket over the sharpness. spasm 's of orgasmic pleasure rip through your body and a wail erupts from your mouthpiece. Its too lots for Daddy.

'' Oh Baby, I 'm cumming ! '' he shouts and he thrusts so hard into you that he lifts you off the base, pinning you against the door. You both continue to spasm as his cum is shooting inside of you. Finally the cramp subside, your feet are lowered down to the flooring until your standing on your own. pa keeps leaning into you panting. He finds your lips and candy kiss you deeply. You hear the cleaning lady at the return almost running out the bathroom, her heels clicking against the tile floor.

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