You were so excited about the head trip, finally you were going to get away and go somewhere quick. Sun and Sand and beaches. daddy sent you a plane tag and you were going to meet him on his business trip. He gave you money to buy a skimpy Bikini for him and some clothes for the trip. You did a little shopping and you think Daddy would be really glad with your selection.

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

You noticed how hot it was as you followed the driver to your car, the palm tree and sunshine just made you smile. A xxx minute drive and some pocket-sized talk later, and the car brought you to the hotel pappa was staying at. It was a beautiful hotel repair, with a high-minded lobby and beautiful surroundings. Daddy had a elbow room key waiting for you at the front man desk. You picked it up from the fille working at the desk, she gave you a bit of a feeling, you think she was green-eyed of you. Daddy had told you he would be in meetings until later on that day. You were so excited, as you took the lift up to your room.

Your key opened the room access to a beautiful room. There were heyday and a posting on on a slope table. You dropped your baggage and read the carte. `` Hi Baby, daddy ca n't wait to see you. Why do n't you put on your bikini, walk down to the beach, have a twosome of drinking, put it on the room, and daddy will come up and meet you when his group meeting are over. -Daddy ''

You looked out the hotel window overlooking the ocean. You decided to study Daddy 's advice. You quickly pulled your bikini from your bag, tossed the bag into the closet. Daddy 's apparel were hanging in there already. You could n't help but run your hands along one of his crownwork. You quickly put on your two-piece and looked at yourself in the wide-cut length mirror. You looked marvelous and felt so sexy in the small bikini. Its a good thing you had shaved smooth this morning before you left, you could now just head straight to the beach and love what remained of the good afternoon sun.

Grabbing a hotel towel, your sunglasses, your room key and your cubicle sound, and headed out to the beach. There was a little tiki bar on the beach, but not many people, all the better, you thought. You ordered yourself an umbrella drink and gave the bartender your way bit. You could see he had a hard time not staring at all the aphrodisiac skin exposed by your bikini, you felt so trade good knowing how aphrodisiacal you looked for pappa. The hotel provided couch electric chair to savour in, you picked one as far from everyone else as possible.

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

A sparkle graze on your cheek awakens you. You look up, Daddy is squatting side by side to you, a big grinning on his look, `` Hi Baby '', he leans in and gives you a kiss. His lips press to yours, they linger and press urgently into yours, your sassing voice and your knife briefly meet. He pulls away, `` you look so sexy baby '', his optic slowly work their way down your body, your shinny shiver along with his gaze. He pauses at your barely covered breasts, and then again at the flimsy piece of fabric covering your mound. `` I love the bikini '', he says.

'' I 'm so happy you like it ! '' you smile back a response.

pappa, dips a finger into his potable, then runs it gently across your lips, `` you are so scrumptious babe '', he says. you smile as his touch both tickles and excites you. He moves his finger and drifts it gently across your clavicle. Re-wetting his finger's breadth and repeating the Saami movement on your other shoulder. You ca n't avail but shudder at his touch, but you also feel a twinge of excitement centered on your pussy. His hand drifts turn down down your branch, you just lay back, a minuscule moan escapes your sassing. pa continues his fire up grazing adjoin along your other arm. Then his cool wet digit movement across the gentle beau of the top of your breast. He slowly moves along the inside swell, then the outside swell, skirting the bound of the fabric of your bikini top. You continue to groan quietly as his touch continues to excite you.



He pulls his hand a way and then fishes an ice regular hexahedron from his deglutition. You look up at him, a bit discerning over his succeeding move. His handwriting without the ice cube, reaches over and gently pulls your right bikini top to the incline, exposing your correct teat. 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 bring out mamilla, it stiffens in anticipation. Then the shock of the ice regular hexahedron touching your distended pap smasher you. pa runs a gentle circle around your ring of color with the ice cube, your snatch startle to squeeze and clench as he does this, your arms remain at your position as you feel both discomfort and pleasure. He pushes aside the material covering your early mamilla, exposing both your titty and repeats the motion with the ice cube. You moan and start to shiver and shake noticeably. you can feel your puss begin to moisten.

Daddy pulls the ice away from your nipple, leaving you to excogitate your situation, laying on a lounge hot seat on the beach, the sun shining on your pelt, both of your nipple exposed to the child's play that now blows chill across your wet nipple, making them stand up proudly for pop 's regard

`` I think your pussy is starting to overheat Baby, do you want Daddy to cool it down ? ``

What do you do ?

A. Bend your knees and spread your legs, in expectancy of dada pushing the bikini stern to the side and bringing the cool ice to your hot short puss ?

or

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