The day had not gone as planned. What should have been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on earth. As if an parking brake dragging you in to play on a Lord's Day was n't bad enough, it had resolved just in time to hit the dealings created by a major fortuity on the motorway on the way home. `` glad ass Padre 's Day ... '' you muttered as you turned the radio up.

Walking through the front threshold you hear medicine playacting in the house and know that I 'm there. You kick off your shoe and step quietly down the anteroom. On your way to the bathroom for a well earned hot rain shower you pause momentarily in front of my one-half open bedroom doorway and laugh to yourself. I 'm dancing around singing along with the wireless in my own way cleaning matter up. I 'm completely forgetful to you as I bound around, tress bouncing along with the music on my tits, barely contained under my tight pink storage tank top. You look a little downcast to find my ass ( barely ) covered in a pair of short black shorts, the derriere of my brass just peeking out as I sway with the music. The internal laughter dies down as something else begins to wax ... But number one affair 's world-class, a much needed exhibitor to relinquish some tension.

You start the body of water, undress, and dance step in. From the first second gear the weewee touches your skin, you can finger your tension washing away with the jets of water dousing your forefront, neck opening, and back. You begin to feel calmer ( at least almost of you ) and much more slack up, 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 auditory sensation of my voice.
'' Yeah baby it 's me. pa 's finally home. ``
'' I missed you. I 've been so lonely today without you. I want snuggles ! '' I say with a pout.
'' Now ? '' You begin to afford the shower door, ready to give me the `` let Daddy shower in repose '' routine but stop short when you realize those bouncy pigtails are now resting against my nude chest.
'' Uh-huh. Now. '' I giggle and give you a playful grin.
I slowly pull down my shorts, looking innocently in to your eyes the full prison term and uncover my smooth cunny before quickly hopping into the cascade with you. I wrap my arms around you feeling your now fully strong gumshoe pressed against my easygoing cutis and get hold of up on tip toes to buss where your neck opening meets your shoulder. You put your weapon system around me as I continue kissing a course to your throat, then slowly down your pectus. As my hands slide down your body, nails dragging lightly down your vertebral column to your thigh, yours slide over my shoulder and come to rest on my head word just as I take side on my knee joint. I continue kissing everywhere but where I know Daddy wants it most, nails making track up your branch and across your hips, always stopping just short. Finally I kiss the tip and give it a little lick.
'' Good girlfriend '', you mutter more to yourself than to me.
I giggle again and skid it in to my mouth, letting it go all the way to the back of my throat. Your grip tightens on my whisker as you coordinate your jabbing with my suck. My pierced natural language runs up and down the length of your beam, trying to acquire in as a good deal as it can. You feel me beginning to squirm, my own desire and pleasure at seeing you happy making me wet as I think about you in me.
'' twist over sweetie, dada 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 ease up you a unspoiled view of everything.
You put your hands on my hips and begin to slowly slide your cock in. You can feel my loaded pussy stretching around you and listen me take a inscrutable breath.
'' I 'll start slow, okay princess ? ``
'' Thank you dad '', I moan, leaving you uncertain if I 'm thanking you for going slow 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 Daddy, fuck me harder '' I purr placing my hands against the shower rampart. You oblige, plowing in to me with more personnel. `` Mmm ... recondite dad. ``
You fuck me all out now, your minuscule princess replaced fully by your picayune whore. `` daddy I 'm close, can i cum ? '' I ask.
'' Not until dad does baby. '' You continue fucking me, channeling your entire weeks frustration into your throbbing rod.
'' Please dada ? '' I almost beg, trying hard not to cum until dad says I can.
'' Not yet. '' You feel yourself getting close and get-go slamming me even harder, determined to be as recondite as possible as you near the finish.
'' Please papa, I ca n't wait much more. please ... '' I ask again, desperate for release.
'' Yes baby, cum for me '' you say. As an orgasm floods me you deplumate me into you and shoot your seeded player deep inside me. Waiting to pull out until you had completely finished, you pat my whisker and whisper `` safe girl '' in my ear. I slide my digit inside my slit and clout you off of them, savoring each drop.
'' Very good young lady ''
One concluding giggle before I wrap up in a towel and I 'm off, about to direct back to my room for some unused clothes.
'' Happy Daddy 's Day '' I smile and blow you a buss .