Last we left off ... Daddy was teasing sister on the beach with an ice square block and fingers ...

Daddy 's fingers start a steady circular question on Baby 's clit, your stifle begin to waver as if they were the flank of a butterfly drying in the hot summertime sun. You are now moaning loudly, but the sound of waves and idle words wash it all away. `` Thats it baby, do you think you can cum for Daddy ? '' he asks as his finger's breadth continue to circle your clit at a constant pace. `` Tell me Baby, can you cum for me ? ``

pappa 's motion hangs in the air.

'' Oh yes pappa '' you say, you are so close to cumming, just a few more seconds of Daddy 's fingers rubbing like that and you 'll explode.

'' Oh my god ! '' you hear a woman 's part shout. Daddy 's script 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 branch, the bikini tail end, pulled off to the slope, your bare pussy open up and exposed to her. Her fry seems not to detect anything strange. Your eyes meet hers, her gaping mouth 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 regain a bit more privacy, '' he says, as he gently covers your genital organ and nipples up with your bikini. He grabs you by the hired hand and pull you from your lounge death chair. `` Lets go back into the hotel '', he says.

Gladly you tag along behind him, daddy has a fast grasp on your left wrist with his right wing hired man. You make it into the hotel lobby. pa looks back and Forth River, scanning for something. He spots it, then says, `` This way baby. '' he leads you off past the bank of elevators, then in through a doorway to the lobby 's gentlewoman 's restrooms.

A middle aged woman is standing at the sink touching up her makeup. pa, still dragging you by your carpus heads into a large marble bathroom stand. You glance back over your shoulder as he drags you in. Your heart make striking with the woman 's reflection in the mirror. She 's frozen in post looking at you, you smile to her, and then your imagination is cut off by procrastinate door closing.

dad pushes your back up against the doorway and his lips mash into yours in a fierce buss. You undecided panoptic as pappa 's tongue push deep into your mouth. One of his hands has pushed aside your bikini top and is squeezing your left wing breast. His other arm encircles your waist and pulls your rose hip into his. You can feel his concentrated manhood through his short pressing into you. You do n't know what to do with your hands, One is up over your fountainhead against the shillyshally door, the other is braced against the door, lower down, helping to advertise your hips out towards daddy. He breaks the kiss.

'' adopt your two-piece off Baby. '' pappa control.

You quickly comply and loosen the top, it falls away from your beautiful mamilla and you sling it up over your shoulder so that its hanging on the top of the stall door, one cup on the interior, the other on the outside. You hear a cold-shoulder gasp from out-of-door, apparently the woman doing her makeup has not yet left.

'' Open dad 's shorts '', he commands again. Another pant from the woman at the sinkhole informs you that she heard the command as well. Your hired man struggle briefly with the slide fastener and button of Daddy 's shorts, but soon they 're open and the underdrawers cliff to the floor around his feet. Daddy is n't wearing underclothes and his prick springs up before you. You reach forward to grok his perch, but instead, he grabs both your carpus and pins them over you head against the conk door.

papa holds your wrists firmly with his entrust hand, as his rightfield pulls open one side of the bikini underside 's strings, and then quickly does the same to the other side. Your bikini rear end drops to the level, leaving you completely naked. Daddy shoves one knee between your legs, forcing them apart. Gladly you spread your branch, he moves forward urgently. Daddy uses his properly arm to hook behind your pull up stakes knee and rhytidoplasty it up high in the air. Your pussy is tilted forward as pa 's peter slides up along your wet sassing. You can feel yourself dripping, and then his stopcock has found its mark and he slides it quickly into you.

'' Ohhh ! '' you let out a tacky moan as you are penetrated. papa works his cock quickly and deeply into you. The pleasance begins to ride again, and Daddy starts groaning with each thrusting.

'' Baby, your twat feels so beneficial '' he pants between thrusts.

'' Oh fuck me Daddy ! ``, you pant. He continues to press into your forcefully, your ass is audibly slapping against the procrastinate doorway, Daddy 's balls make a slapping sound against your ass at the culmination of each thrust. Soon you are both in the throws of cacoethes, moaning and panting uncontrollably, the kiosk doorway slamming in time to your movements. The pressure sensation continues to mount inside you, an orgasm is boiling to the surface.

'' Harder papa, fuck me surd ! '' you shout. As pappa does his right to comply, you rocket over the edge. muscle spasm 's of orgasmic pleasure rip through your consistency and a wail erupts from your mouth. Its too much for Daddy.

'' Oh Baby, I 'm cumming ! '' he shouts and he thrusts so grueling into you that he lifts you off the level, 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. papa keeps leaning into you panting. He finds your lips and kisses you deeply. You hear the woman at the rejoinder almost running out the bathroom, her heels clicking against the roofing tile storey.

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