The day had not gone as planned. What should have been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on terra firma. As if an emergency dragging you in to work on a Sunday was n't bad enough, it had resolved just in time to hit the dealings created by a major stroke on the freeway on the way household. `` happy fuck Father 's Day ... '' you muttered as you turned the radio receiver up.

walk through the social movement door you hear medicine performing in the house and know that I 'm there. You kick off your skid and step quietly down the hall. On your way to the bathroom for a well earned hot cascade you pause momentarily in front of my half unresolved bedroom door and jape to yourself. I 'm dancing around singing along with the radio in my own room cleaning things up. I 'm completely oblivious to you as I bound around, braiding bouncing along with the music on my nipple, barely contained under my mean pink tank top. You look a little lower berth to find my ass ( barely ) covered in a pair of short black shorts, the derriere of my face just peeking out as I sway with the medicine. The home laughter dies down as something else begins to rebel ... But outset matter 's offset, a much needed shower to exhaust some tension.

You start the water supply, undress, and whole tone in. From the first second gear the water touches your skin, you can feel your stress washing away with the jets of piss dousing your brain, neck, and back. You begin to feel calmer ( at to the lowest degree near of you ) and much more relaxed, so much so that you do n't acknowledge me abstract in to the bathroom.
'' Daddy, is that you ? ``
You jump, startled by the unexpected strait of my voice.
'' Yeah baby it 's me. Daddy 's finally home. ``
'' I missed you. I 've been so lonely today without you. I want snuggles ! '' I say with a pout.
'' Now ? '' You begin to spread out the shower door, set up to turn over me the `` let dad shower in public security '' routine but turn back inadequate when you realize those bouncy pigtails are now resting against my bare chest.
'' Uh-huh. Now. '' I giggle and give you a playful grin.
I slowly pull down my shorts, looking innocently in to your eyes the entire time and let out my smooth cunny before quickly hopping into the shower with you. I wrap my arms around you feeling your now fully difficult dick pressed against my soft skin and reach up on tip toes to kiss where your cervix sports meeting your shoulder joint. You put your arms around me as I continue kissing a track to your pharynx, then slowly down your chest of drawers. As my hands slide down your consistency, nails dragging lightly down your backrest to your thigh, yours slide over my shoulders and occur to rest on my head just as I take position on my genu. I continue kissing everywhere but where I know pa wants it most, nails making trails up your branch and across your pelvic arch, always stopping just short. Finally I kiss the tip and give it a little lick.
'' unspoilt little girl '', you mutter more to yourself than to me.
I giggle again and slip one's mind it in to my rima oris, letting it go all the way to the cover of my throat. Your bag tightens on my hair as you coordinate your thrusting with my sucking. My punctured tongue runs up and down the length of your beam, trying to have in as a good deal as it can. You feel me beginning to worm, my own desire and pleasure at seeing you well-chosen making me wet as I think about you in me.
'' Bend over sweetheart, daddy wants more '' you tell me, gently tugging my twist to signal me to stand.
'' Yes Daddy '' I reply, eagerly standing and bending over, spreading my cheeks to give you a good opinion of everything.
You put your custody on my hip and set about to slowly slide your cock in. You can palpate my compressed kitty-cat stretching around you and take heed me take a recondite breath.
'' I 'll protrude slow, okay princess ? ``
'' Thank you papa '', I moan, leaving you uncertain if I 'm thanking you for going decelerate or for giving me your cock.
You work your way in until you 're plunging in all the way and I 'm moving back in to you pushing you deeper.
'' Please Daddy, fuck me toilsome '' I purr placing my hands against the cascade wall. You oblige, plowing in to me with more force. `` Mmm ... deep Daddy. ``
You fuck me all out now, your little princess replaced fully by your little whore. `` Daddy I 'm close, can i cum ? '' I ask.
'' Not until daddy does baby. '' You continue fucking me, channeling your stallion workweek frustration into your throbbing rod.
'' Please dad ? '' I almost beg, trying hard not to cum until pappa says I can.
'' Not yet. '' You feel yourself getting close and start slamming me even harder, determined to be as deep as possible as you near the finish.
'' Please dada, I ca n't wait much more. Please ... '' I ask again, desperate for release.
'' Yes infant, cum for me '' you say. As an coming floods me you pluck me into you and scoot your come deep inside me. Waiting to pull out until you had completely finished, you pat my hair and whisper `` serious girl '' in my ear. I slide my fingers inside my slit and clout you off of them, savoring each drop.
'' Very good girl ''
One last giggle before I wrap up in a towel and I 'm off, about to head back to my elbow room for some tonic clothes.
'' Happy dada 's Day '' I smile and blow you a kiss .