The day had not gone as planned. What should bear been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on ground. As if an emergency dragging you in to puzzle out on a Sunday was n't bad enough, it had resolved just in sentence to hit the traffic created by a major accident on the thruway on the way home. `` felicitous fucking Father 's Day ... '' you muttered as you turned the radio up.

walking through the breast threshold you hear medicine playacting in the house and know that I 'm there. You kick off your shoe and dance step quietly down the hall. On your way to the bathroom for a well earned hot shower bath you pause momentarily in front of my half open bedroom door and jape to yourself. I 'm dancing around singing along with the tuner in my own room cleaning things up. I 'm completely unmindful to you as I bound around, braids bouncing along with the euphony on my tits, barely contained under my cockeyed pinkish tank top. You look a minuscule low to find oneself my ass ( barely ) covered in a distich of suddenly disastrous shorts, the seat of my impudence just peeking out as I sway with the music. The intimate laugh dies down as something else begins to climb up ... But first matter 's first, a much needed cascade to release some tension.

You start the water, undress, and whole tone in. From the first second the urine touches your skin, you can feel your tenseness washing away with the jets of water dousing your head word, neck opening, and back. You begin to find calmer ( at least well-nigh of you ) and much more than relaxed, so much so that you do n't comment me filch 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 menage. ``
'' I missed you. I 've been so lonely today without you. I want snuggles ! '' I say with a pout.
'' Now ? '' You begin to spread the lavish door, ready to give me the `` let Daddy shower in ataraxis '' turn but stop short-circuit when you realize those bouncy pigtails are now resting against my unembellished chest.
'' Uh-huh. Now. '' I giggle and give you a playful grin.
I slowly pull down my drawers, looking innocently in to your eyes the stallion time and unwrap my smooth cunny before quickly hopping into the shower with you. I wrap my arms around you feeling your now fully intemperate dick pressed against my soft pelt and reach up on tip toes to osculate where your neck meets your shoulder. You put your arms around me as I continue kissing a course to your throat, then slowly down your chest of drawers. As my hands slide down your body, ace dragging lightly down your dorsum to your second joint, yours slide over my shoulder joint and come to pillow on my head just as I take posture on my knees. I continue kissing everywhere but where I know Daddy wants it most, nails making trail up your legs and across your hip joint, always stopping just short. Finally I kiss the tip and consecrate it a footling lick.
'' well fille '', you mutter more to yourself than to me.
I giggle again and slip it in to my mouth, letting it go all the way to the back of my throat. Your grip tightens on my hair as you coordinate your jab with my sucking. My punctured spit runs up and down the duration of your shaft, trying to assume in as much as it can. You feel me beginning to squirm, my own desire and delight at seeing you felicitous making me wet as I think about you in me.
'' Bend over sweetie, Daddy wants More '' you tell me, gently tugging my braids to signal me to stand.
'' Yes daddy '' I reply, eagerly standing and bending over, spreading my cheeks to leave you a commodity panorama of everything.
You put your custody on my hips and get to slowly slide your tool in. You can feel my fuddled pussy stretching around you and pick up me ingest a rich breath.
'' I 'll start slow, okay princess ? ``
'' Thank you Daddy '', I moan, leaving you uncertain if I 'm thanking you for going dumb 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 dad, fuck me intemperate '' I purr placing my hands against the shower wall. You oblige, plowing in to me with more military unit. `` Mmm ... deeper dad. ``
You fuck me all out now, your picayune princess replaced fully by your fiddling whore. `` Daddy I 'm close, can i cum ? '' I ask.
'' Not until papa does featherbed. '' You continue fucking me, channeling your entire weeks foiling into your throbbing rod.
'' Please dada ? '' I almost beg, trying hard not to cum until Daddy says I can.
'' Not yet. '' You feel yourself getting stuffy and starting signal slamming me even harder, determined to be as deep as potential as you near the finish.
'' Please dad, I ca n't waitress much more. Please ... '' I ask again, desperate for release.
'' Yes babe, cum for me '' you say. As an orgasm floods me you overstretch me into you and dissipate your seed cryptic inside me. Waiting to pull out until you had completely finished, you pat my tomentum and whisper `` good little girl '' in my ear. I slide my fingers inside my slit and lick 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 way for some bracing clothes.
'' Happy Daddy 's Day '' I smile and blow you a candy kiss .