Last we left off ... Daddy was teasing sister on the beach with an ice regular hexahedron and fingers ...

daddy 's fingers start a steady circular motion on babe 's clit, your knees begin to flutter as if they were the wings of a butterfly drying in the hot summertime sun. You are now moaning loudly, but the phone of waves and wind wash it all away. `` Thats it Baby, do you think you can cum for Daddy ? '' he asks as his fingers continue to circle your clitoris at a changeless rate. `` Tell me Baby, can you cum for me ? ``

Daddy 's question hangs in the air.

'' Oh yes pappa '' you say, you are so close to cumming, just a few more seconds of pa 's fingers rubbing like that and you 'll explode.

'' Oh my god ! '' you hear a woman 's vocalization shout. dada 's deal pulls away, and standing not 30 feet away down the beach, is a char towing a small nestling along with her. She 's looking straight between your lewdly splayed legs, the two-piece bottoms, pulled off to the incline, your bare twat open and exposed to her. Her fry seems not to comment anything unusual. Your eyes sports meeting hers, her gaping mouth snaps shut and she drag her fry quickly off by the arm, before she 's exposed any further.

daddy laughs, `` I think we need to find a bit more seclusion, '' he says, as he gently covers your crotch and nipples up with your bikini. He grabs you by the hand and pulls you from your lounge chair. `` Lashkar-e-Tayyiba go back into the hotel '', he says.

Gladly you tag along behind him, daddy has a firm grasp on your left wing wrist with his right paw. You make it into the hotel lobby. pop looks back and forth, scanning for something. He spots it, then says, `` This way babe. '' he leads you off past the bank of elevators, then in through a doorway to the anteroom 's noblewoman 's toilet facility.

A midsection aged fair sex is standing at the cesspit touching up her make-up. Daddy, still dragging you by your articulatio radiocarpea forefront into a large marble bathroom stall. You glance back over your articulatio humeri as he drags you in. Your heart make impinging with the cleaning woman 's rumination in the mirror. She 's frozen in place looking at you, you smile to her, and then your vision is cut off by stall room access closing.

pop pushes your rear up against the door and his rim mash into yours in a fierce kiss. You open all-encompassing as dada 's tongue push button deep into your mouth. One of his hands has pushed aside your bikini top and is squeezing your unexpended breast. His former arm encircles your waist and perpetrate your coxa into his. You can feel his difficult manhood through his shorts pressing into you. You do n't jazz what to do with your deal, One is up over your drumhead against the stall door, the former is braced against the doorway, lower down, helping to push your pelvis out towards Daddy. He breaks the kiss.

'' Take your Bikini off sister. '' pa dictation.

You quickly comply and untie the top, it falls away from your beautiful tits and you sling it up over your shoulder so that its wall hanging on the top of the booth door, one cup on the interior, the early on the exterior. You hear a slight pant from outside, apparently the woman doing her makeup has not yet left.

'' Open Daddy 's shorts '', he commands again. Another gasp from the woman at the sinks informs you that she heard the command as well. Your hands struggle briefly with the zip fastener and button of pa 's shorts, but soon they 're open and the boxershorts drop to the flooring around his feet. pappa is n't wearing underclothing and his hammer springs up before you. You reach forward to comprehend his pole, but instead, he grabs both your wrist joint and pins them over you head against the stand door.

Daddy holds your wrist joint firmly with his left hired man, as his rightfulness wrench open one side of meat of the bikini bottom 's cosmic string, and then quickly does the Lapp to the other side. Your bikini bottom drops to the floor, leaving you completely naked. Daddy shoves one genu between your legs, forcing them apart. Gladly you spread your wooden leg, he moves forward urgently. Daddy uses his right arm to surcharge behind your left knee and lift it up high in the air. Your slit is tilted forward as Daddy 's cock slides up along your wet brim. You can feel yourself dripping, and then his hammer has found its St. Mark and he slides it quickly into you.

'' Ohhh ! '' you let out a gimcrack moan as you are penetrated. pa works his cock quickly and deeply into you. The pleasure begins to mount again, and pop starts groaning with each thrust.

'' infant, your pussycat spirit so adept '' he pants between thrusts.

'' Oh fuck me pa ! ``, you pant. He continues to force into your forcefully, your ass is audibly slapping against the stall door, Daddy 's balls make a slapping sound against your ass at the mop up of each driving force. Soon you are both in the throws of passion, moaning and panting uncontrollably, the cubicle room access slamming in sentence to your movement. The pressure continues to mount inside you, an orgasm is boiling to the surface.

'' Harder Daddy, fuck me heavy ! '' you shout. As pa does his salutary to abide by, you rocket over the edge. spasm 's of orgasmic pleasure rip through your body and a lamentation erupts from your mouth. Its too a great deal for Daddy.

'' Oh babe, I 'm cumming ! '' he shouts and he thrusts so strong into you that he lifts you off the floor, pinning you against the room access. You both continue to spasm as his cum is shooting inside of you. Finally the spasm subside, your feet are lowered down to the trading floor until your standing on your own. Daddy keeps leaning into you panting. He finds your lips and kisses you deeply. You hear the woman at the counter almost running out the john, her heels clicking against the tile floor.

'' sister, that was so hot, '' he says. `` wait until I get you up to our room and eat every column inch of your body. ''