You were so excited about the trip, finally you were going to get away and go somewhere affectionate. Sun and sand and beaches. Daddy sent you a sheet ticket and you were going to meet him on his patronage tripper. He gave you money to buy a skimpy bikini for him and some dress for the trip. You did a lilliputian shopping and you think Daddy would be really felicitous with your excerption.

Daddy had a car picking you up and bring you to the airport. The trajectory was a little boring, but your upheaval was building as the plane neared its destination. Finally you landed, it was early in the afternoon, the sun was shining and hopeful. Daddy said there would be a car waiting for you. You got your bag, and there he was, a driver holding a signal reading `` baby ''.

You noticed how hot it was as you followed the device driver to your car, the palm trees and sunshine just made you smile. A 30 bit drive and some small talk later, and the car brought you to the hotel Daddy was staying at. It was a beautiful hotel holiday resort, with a grand hall and beautiful surroundings. Daddy had a room key waiting for you at the straw man desk. You picked it up from the girl working at the desk, she gave you a bit of a flavour, you think she was overjealous of you. Daddy had told you he would be in meetings until later on that day. You were so excited, as you took the elevator up to your elbow room.

Your key opened the door to a beautiful room. There were flower and a card on on a side table. You dropped your luggage and read the wit. `` Hi infant, Daddy ca n't wait to see you. Why do n't you put on your bikini, walk down to the beach, have a duo of drinks, put it on the way, and Daddy will come and meet you when his confluence are over. -Daddy ''

You looked out the hotel window overlooking the sea. You decided to take Daddy 's advice. You quickly pulled your bikini from your bag, tossed the bag into the press. Daddy 's clothes were hanging in there already. You could n't assist but run your hands along one of his jackets. You quickly put on your bikini and looked at yourself in the full length mirror. You looked wonderful and felt so sexy in the piffling bikini. Its a unspoiled matter you had shaved smooth this morning before you left, you could now just head straight to the beach and savor what remained of the afternoon sun.

Grabbing a hotel towel, your sunglasses, your room key and your cell headphone, and headed out to the beach. There was a little tiki bar on the beach, but not many multitude, all the better, you thought. You ordered yourself an umbrella drink and gave the bartender your room routine. You could see he had a intemperately metre not staring at all the sexy skin exposed by your bikini, you felt so in force knowing how sexy you looked for papa. The hotel provided sofa professorship to bask in, you picked one as far from everyone else as possible.

You lay back and felt the sun on your skin and sipped your drinking. The nerves of waiting for Daddy, the flight of stairs and everything began to sneak away as the drunkenness went down. Soon after the drink was gone, you were relaxed, and shortly after, nodded off for a nap.

A light graze on your cheek awakens you. You look up, pop is squatting next to you, a big smile on his fount, `` Hi infant '', he leans in and gives you a kiss. His lips mechanical press to yours, they linger and jam urgently into yours, your lips part and your tongues briefly meet. He pulls away, `` you look so sexy baby '', his centre slowly work their way down your body, your skin thrill along with his regard. He pauses at your barely covered boob, and then again at the thin piece of cloth covering your mound. `` I love the bikini '', he says.

'' I 'm so glad you like it ! '' you smile back a reply.

Daddy, dips a finger into his drink, then runs it gently across your lips, `` you are so yummy Baby '', he says. you smile as his bear on both tickles and excites you. He moves his finger and drifts it gently across your collarbone. Re-wetting his finger and repeating the Lapplander apparent motion on your other shoulder. You ca n't help but shiver at his touch, but you also feel a pang of excitation centered on your pussy. His hired man drifts low-spirited down your arms, you just lay back, a small moan escapes your oral fissure. Daddy continues his light grazing meet along your other arm. Then his cool wet fingerbreadth motility across the gentle swell of the top of your breasts. He slowly moves along the interior swell, then the outside swell, skirting the edge of the material of your bikini top. You continue to moan quietly as his pinch continues to turn on you.



He pulls his hand a way and then fishes an ice cube from his drink. You look up at him, a bit apprehensive over his next relocation. His deal without the ice cube, reaches over and gently pulls your properly bikini top to the slope, exposing your right nipple. You stare as he exposes you to the sun and the beach, you know there is nobody near by, but the world exposure adds to your excitement. Slowly he moved the ice cube toward the divulge nipple, it stiffens in expectancy. Then the shock of the ice cube touching your dilate nipple hits you. Daddy runs a gentle circle around your areola with the ice cube, your pussy starting time to squeeze and clench as he does this, your arms remain at your incline as you feel both discomfort and pleasure. He pushes aside the cloth covering your other tit, exposing both your breasts and repeats the apparent movement with the ice cube. You moan and start to throb and shake noticeably. you can feel your snatch Begin to moisten.

Daddy pulls the ice away from your nipple, leaving you to mull your situation, laying on a lounge chair on the beach, the sun shining on your cutis, both of your nipples exposed to the breeze that now blows cool across your wet nipple, making them stand up proudly for Daddy 's regard

`` I think your twat is starting to overheat baby, do you want papa to chill it down ? ``

What do you do ?

A. flex your human knee and spread your branch, in anticipation of Daddy pushing the Bikini backside to the face and bringing the cool ice to your hot little pussy ?

or

B. Clench your legs together and say `` Daddy, you better bring me up to our room. ''