The day had not gone as planned. What should experience been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on earth. As if an emergency brake dragging you in to work on a Sunday was n't bad enough, it had resolved just in prison term to hit the traffic created by a John Major accident on the freeway on the way family. `` Happy shag Father 's Day ... '' you muttered as you turned the radio up.

walking through the breast door you hear music playing in the sign of the zodiac and know that I 'm there. You kick off your shoes and stride quietly down the hall. On your way to the bathroom for a well earned hot shower you pause momentarily in front of my half undetermined sleeping accommodation door and gag to yourself. I 'm dancing around singing along with the receiving set in my own room cleaning affair up. I 'm completely oblivious to you as I bound around, braids bouncing along with the music on my titty, barely contained under my besotted pink tank top. You look a minuscule humble to bump my ass ( barely ) covered in a pair of scant black shorts, the hindquarters of my cheeks just peeking out as I sway with the music. The internal laugh dies down as something else begins to rise ... But low gear thing 's first, a much needed shower to release some tension.

You start the water, undress, and step in. From the first second the water touches your cutis, you can finger your focus washing away with the spurt of water dousing your head teacher, neck, and back. You begin to sense calmer ( at least most of you ) and much Sir Thomas More relaxed, so much so that you do n't notice me sneak in to the bathroom.
'' pappa, is that you ? ``
You jump, startled by the unexpected sound 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 snuggle ! '' I say with a pout.
'' Now ? '' You begin to open the shower threshold, ready to kick in me the `` let daddy shower in peace '' routine but stop 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 short, looking innocently in to your optic the stallion clock time and unveil my smooth cunny before quickly hopping into the shower with you. I wrap my arm around you feeling your now fully hard dick pressed against my diffuse tegument and accomplish up on tip toes to buss where your neck sports meeting your shoulder. You put your implements of war around me as I continue kissing a path to your throat, then slowly down your chest. As my hands slide down your body, nails dragging lightly down your backbone to your thighs, yours slide over my shoulders and come to rest on my header just as I take side on my knees. I continue kissing everywhere but where I know Daddy wants it most, nails making trails up your legs and across your hips, always stopping just short. Finally I kiss the tip and give it a little lick.
'' effective girl '', you mutter more to yourself than to me.
I giggle again and splay it in to my mouth, letting it go all the way to the cover of my pharynx. Your grip tightens on my fuzz as you coordinate your poke with my suck. My pierced knife runs up and down the duration of your quill, trying to train in as a good deal as it can. You feel me beginning to writhe, my own desire and pleasure at seeing you happy making me wet as I think about you in me.
'' turn over sweetie, daddy wants more '' you tell me, gently tugging my twist to signal me to stand.
'' Yes dada '' I reply, eagerly standing and bending over, spreading my cheeks to turn over you a expert eyeshot of everything.
You put your manpower on my rose hip and start to slowly slide your cock in. You can palpate my tight pussy stretching around you and hear me take a oceanic abyss breath.
'' I 'll pop out slow, okay princess ? ``
'' Thank you Daddy '', I moan, leaving you unsure if I 'm thanking you for going slacken 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 pappa, fuck me harder '' I purr placing my hands against the shower wall. You oblige, plowing in to me with more force. `` Mmm ... deeper dada. ``
You fuck me all out now, your piffling princess replaced fully by your little whore. `` pappa I 'm close, can i cum ? '' I ask.
'' Not until Daddy does indulge. '' You continue fucking me, channeling your entire weeks frustration into your throbbing rod.
'' Please Daddy ? '' I almost beg, trying hard not to cum until dad says I can.
'' Not yet. '' You feel yourself getting conclusion and scratch slamming me even harder, determined to be as deeply as possible as you near the finish.
'' Please daddy, I ca n't hold back much more. Please ... '' I ask again, desperate for release.
'' Yes child, cum for me '' you say. As an orgasm torrent me you rive me into you and fritter your come deep inside me. Waiting to pull out until you had completely finished, you pat my hair and whisper `` expert girl '' in my ear. I slide my fingerbreadth inside my incision and lick you off of them, savoring each drop.
'' Very good miss ''
One last giggle before I wrap up in a towel and I 'm off, about to manoeuver back to my elbow room for some novel clothes.
'' Happy pa 's Day '' I smile and blow you a candy kiss .