The day had not gone as planned. What should have been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on earth. As if an hand brake dragging you in to act on a William Ashley Sunday was n't bad enough, it had resolved just in time to hit the traffic created by a major fortuity on the superhighway on the way home base. `` Happy fucking Father 's Day ... '' you muttered as you turned the radio up.

Walking through the front door you hear music playing in the house and know that I 'm there. You kick off your shoes and step quietly down the entrance hall. On your way to the john for a well earned hot exhibitor you pause momentarily in front of my one-half clear bedroom doorway and laugh to yourself. I 'm dancing around singing along with the radio set in my own elbow room cleaning affair up. I 'm completely unmindful to you as I bound around, braids bouncing along with the euphony on my mammilla, barely contained under my closely pinko tank car top. You look a small take down to ascertain my ass ( barely ) covered in a twosome of inadequate black shorts, the fundament of my impertinence just peeking out as I sway with the music. The internal laughter dies down as something else begins to develop ... But first thing 's first, a much needed shower to unblock some tension.

You start the water, undress, and step in. From the first off second the pee touches your pelt, you can experience your stress washing away with the reverse lightning of water dousing your fountainhead, neck, and back. You begin to feel calmer ( at least most of you ) and much more relaxed, so much so that you do n't notice me sneak in to the bathroom.
'' Daddy, is that you ? ``
You jump, startled by the unexpected sound of my voice.
'' Yeah baby it 's me. papa '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 open up the shower door, fix to move over me the `` let Daddy shower down in peace '' procedure but finish short 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 boxershorts, looking innocently in to your eyes the entire time and reveal my polish cunny before quickly hopping into the shower with you. I wrap my arms around you feeling your now fully laborious dick pressed against my flaccid peel and reach up on tip toes to kiss where your neck meets your shoulder joint. You put your arms around me as I continue kissing a route to your throat, then slowly down your thorax. As my hands slide down your body, apprehend dragging lightly down your cover to your second joint, yours slide over my shoulder joint and come to rest on my head just as I take lieu on my knee joint. I continue kissing everywhere but where I know Daddy wants it most, nails making trails up your legs and across your coxa, always stopping just short. Finally I kiss the tip and give it a footling lick.
'' Good girl '', you mutter to a greater extent to yourself than to me.
I giggle again and slip it in to my backtalk, letting it go all the way to the spinal column of my throat. Your grip tightens on my fuzz as you coordinate your thrusting with my suction. My pierced tongue runs up and down the distance of your shaft, trying to take in as practically as it can. You feel me beginning to writhe, my own desire and pleasure at seeing you well-chosen making me wet as I think about you in me.
'' crimp over sweetheart, papa wants more '' you tell me, gently tugging my plait to signal me to stand.
'' Yes pop '' I reply, eagerly standing and bending over, spreading my cheek to dedicate you a full view of everything.
You put your hand on my hips and begin to slowly slide your cock in. You can feel my tight pussy stretching around you and get word me take a trench breath.
'' I 'll start up slow, approve princess ? ``
'' Thank you Daddy '', I moan, leaving you unsure if I 'm thanking you for going slow 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 harder '' I purr placing my hands against the exhibitor wall. You oblige, plowing in to me with more force. `` Mmm ... deeper pop. ``
You fuck me all out now, your little princess replaced fully by your little whore. `` pa I 'm ending, can i cum ? '' I ask.
'' Not until dada does baby. '' You continue fucking me, channeling your intact workweek thwarting into your throbbing rod.
'' Please pappa ? '' I almost beg, trying hard not to cum until pa 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 pa, I ca n't wait much more. Please ... '' I ask again, desperate for release.
'' Yes baby, cum for me '' you say. As an orgasm floods me you pull me into you and charge your seed deep inside me. Waiting to pull out until you had completely finished, you pat my hair and whisper `` good young lady '' in my ear. I slide my finger's breadth inside my incision and lick you off of them, savoring each drop.
'' Very good female child ''
One last giggle before I wrap up in a towel and I 'm off, about to head back to my elbow room for some fresh clothes.
'' Happy Daddy 's Day '' I smile and blow you a osculation .