Last we left off ... pop was teasing babe on the beach with an ice cube and finger's breadth ...

pop 's finger start a stiff circular move on Baby 's clit, your knees begin to dart as if they were the annex of a butterfly drying in the hot summer sun. You are now moaning loudly, but the sound of waves and wind wash it all away. `` Thats it Baby, do you consider you can cum for Daddy ? '' he asks as his digit continue to circle your clit at a constant quantity pace. `` William Tell me babe, can you cum for me ? ``

Daddy 's question hangs in the air.

'' Oh yes pop '' you say, you are so close to cumming, just a few More indorsement of Daddy 's fingers rubbing like that and you 'll blow up.

'' Oh my god ! '' you hear a cleaning woman 's voice shout. pop 's hand pulls away, and standing not 30 feet away down the beach, is a woman towing a small child along with her. She 's looking straight between your lewdly splayed stage, the Bikini bottoms, pulled off to the side, your plain pussy open and exposed to her. Her kid seems not to find anything unusual. Your centre sports meeting hers, her gaping mouth snaps shut and she drag her tyke quickly off by the arm, before she 's exposed any further.

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

Gladly you tag along behind him, Daddy has a fast clutches on your forget articulatio radiocarpea with his flop handwriting. You make it into the hotel lobby. pappa looks back and Forth, scanning for something. He spots it, then says, `` This way Baby. '' he leads you off past the bank of lift, then in through a room access to the lobby 's dame 's restrooms.

A middle aged charwoman is standing at the sinkhole touching up her makeup. Daddy, still dragging you by your wrist heads into a large marble bath stall. You glance back over your articulatio humeri as he drags you in. Your optic make contact with the woman 's reflection in the mirror. She 's stop dead in place looking at you, you smile to her, and then your sight is cut off by stand door closing.

dad pushes your back up against the doorway and his lips mash into yours in a fierce osculation. You surface wide as papa 's clapper pushes deep into your oral fissure. One of his hands has pushed aside your Bikini top and is squeezing your unexpended breast. His other arm encircles your waistline and pulls your hips into his. You can feel his hard manhood through his shorts pressing into you. You do n't know what to do with your hands, One is up over your head teacher against the booth door, the other is braced against the door, down in the mouth down, helping to push your pelvis out towards Daddy. He breaks the kiss.

'' occupy your Bikini off Baby. '' Daddy command.

You quickly comply and undo the top, it falls away from your beautiful pap and you sling it up over your shoulder so that its hanging on the top of the stall threshold, one cup on the inside, the former on the exterior. You hear a little gasp from exterior, apparently the woman doing her makeup has not yet left.

'' surface dad 's shorts '', he commands again. Another gasp from the char at the sink informs you that she heard the command as well. Your script struggle briefly with the slide fastener and button of Daddy 's shorts, but soon they 're give and the shorts drop to the trading floor around his fundament. Daddy is n't wearing underclothes and his putz saltation up before you. You reach forward to hold on his pole, but instead, he grabs both your radiocarpal joint and pins them over you head against the stalling threshold.

Daddy holds your wrist joint firmly with his left script, as his right pulls spread out one face of the two-piece derriere 's drawing string, and then quickly does the same to the other side. Your bikini bum drops to the story, leaving you completely naked. Daddy shoves one genu between your pegleg, forcing them apart. Gladly you spread your legs, he moves forward urgently. Daddy uses his mightily arm to hook behind your lead knee and lift it up high in the air. Your pussy is tilted forward as Daddy 's cock slides up along your wet mouth. You can feel yourself dripping, and then his cock has found its mark and he slides it quickly into you.

'' Ohhh ! '' you let out a loud moan as you are penetrated. Daddy works his cock quickly and deeply into you. The pleasure begins to get on again, and papa starts groaning with each thrust.

'' baby, your pussy feels so estimable '' he pants between thrusts.

'' Oh fuck me Daddy ! ``, you pant. He continues to bear on into your forcefully, your ass is audibly slapping against the procrastinate door, pop 's chunk make a slapping sound against your ass at the culmination of each thrust. Soon you are both in the throw of cacoethes, moaning and panting uncontrollably, the stall door slamming in time to your movements. The pressure continues to mount inside you, an coming is boiling to the surface.

'' Harder papa, fuck me gruelling ! '' you shout. As Daddy does his right to comply, you rocket over the edge. Spasm 's of orgasmic pleasure rip through your body and a wail erupts from your mouth. Its too much for Daddy.

'' Oh sister, I 'm cumming ! '' he shouts and he thrusts so hard into you that he lifts you off the floor, pinning you against the threshold. You both continue to spasm as his cum is shooting inside of you. Finally the spasms subside, your metrical foot are lowered down to the story until your standing on your own. Daddy keeps leaning into you panting. He finds your mouth and candy kiss you deeply. You hear the woman at the counter almost running out the bathroom, her heels clicking against the roofing tile floor.

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