Last we left off ... Daddy was teasing baby on the beach with an ice cube and fingers ...

daddy 's finger's breadth start a steady circular motion on Baby 's clit, your knee begin to flit as if they were the extension of a butterfly drying in the hot summer sun. You are now moaning loudly, but the sound of wafture and wind wash it all away. `` Thats it sister, do you think you can cum for papa ? '' he asks as his finger's breadth continue to encircle your clit at a unvarying pace. `` Tell me child, can you cum for me ? ``

papa 's motion hang in the air.

'' Oh yes Daddy '' you say, you are so close to cumming, just a few more than second gear of Daddy 's fingers rubbing like that and you 'll set off.

'' Oh my god ! '' you hear a woman 's spokesperson cry. Daddy 's bridge player pulls away, and standing not 30 feet away down the beach, is a woman towing a small tike along with her. She 's looking straight between your lewdly splayed legs, the bikini merchant ship, pulled off to the side, your simple puss unfastened and exposed to her. Her youngster seems not to observe anything strange. Your eyes meet hers, her gaping mouth ginger nut shut and she drag her child quickly off by the arm, before she 's exposed any further.

Daddy laughs, `` I think we need to retrieve a bit more concealment, '' he says, as he gently covers your crotch and nipples up with your two-piece. He grabs you by the bridge player and pull you from your lounge death chair. `` Lets go back into the hotel '', he says.

Gladly you tag along behind him, Daddy has a tauten grasp on your entrust wrist with his right hand. You make it into the hotel lobby. dada looks back and Forth River, scanning for something. He spots it, then says, `` This way Baby. '' he leads you off past the banking company of lift, then in through a door to the pressure group 's lady 's restrooms.

A centre aged woman is standing at the sink touching up her makeup. Daddy, still dragging you by your wrist heads into a great marble lav stall. You glance back over your berm as he drags you in. Your eye make contact lens with the adult female 's reflection in the mirror. She 's frozen in place looking at you, you smile to her, and then your imaginativeness is cut off by stall threshold closing.

pop pushes your dorsum up against the door and his lips mash into yours in a fierce kiss. You open wide-eyed as daddy 's glossa pushes deep into your mouth. One of his hands has pushed aside your Bikini top and is squeezing your left tit. His other arm encircles your waist and rip your pelvic girdle into his. You can feel his difficult manhood through his short pants pressing into you. You do n't live what to do with your hands, One is up over your head against the carrel room access, the former is braced against the door, lower down, helping to labor your hips out towards dad. He breaks the kiss.

'' Take your Bikini off Baby. '' daddy dictation.

You quickly comply and untie the top, it falls away from your beautiful tits and you sling it up over your articulatio humeri so that its hanging on the top of the carrell door, one cup on the inside, the early on the outside. You hear a tenuous gasp from outside, apparently the womanhood doing her makeup has not yet left.

'' Open pa 's shorts '', he commands again. Another gasp from the woman at the cesspool informs you that she heard the command as well. Your paw struggle briefly with the zip fastener and button of pappa 's short pants, but soon they 're open and the shorts drop-off to the storey around his metrical unit. Daddy is n't wearing underwear and his cock springtime up before you. You reach forward to grasp his pole, but instead, he grabs both your carpus and pins them over you head against the stall door.

Daddy holds your wrist joint firmly with his left hand, as his right hand pulls out-of-doors one side of the bikini bottom 's twine, and then quickly does the Saami to the other incline. Your two-piece bottom drops to the story, leaving you completely naked. Daddy shoves one knee joint between your leg, forcing them apart. Gladly you spread your peg, he moves forward urgently. Daddy uses his right arm to pinch behind your lead genu and lift it up gamy in the air. Your snatch is tilted forward as pa 's cock slides up along your wet lips. You can sense yourself dripping, and then his peter has found its print and he slides it quickly into you.

'' Ohhh ! '' you let out a loud moan as you are penetrated. daddy works his tool quickly and deeply into you. The pleasure begins to mount again, and daddy starts groaning with each poking.

'' Baby, your pussy tone so good '' he pants between thrusts.

'' Oh fuck me dad ! ``, you pant. He continues to push into your forcefully, your ass is audibly slapping against the stall threshold, papa 's balls make a slapping sound against your ass at the culmination of each poke. Soon you are both in the throws of passion, moaning and panting uncontrollably, the stall threshold slamming in clock time to your motility. The pressure continues to go up inside you, an coming is boiling to the surface.

'' Harder Daddy, fuck me harder ! '' you shout. As Daddy does his Best to comply, you rocket over the edge. cramp 's of orgasmic pleasure rip through your organic structure and a wail erupts from your oral fissure. Its too practically 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 understructure are lowered down to the level until your standing on your own. Daddy keeps leaning into you panting. He finds your lips and candy kiss you deeply. You hear the woman at the sideboard almost running out the bathroom, her blackguard clicking against the tile base.

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