Last we left off ... papa was teasing Baby on the beach with an ice third power and fingers ...

pappa 's digit start a steady bill motion on Baby 's clit, your genu begin to flutter as if they were the extension of a butterfly stroke drying in the hot summer sun. You are now moaning loudly, but the audio of waves and wind instrument washout it all away. `` Thats it babe, do you think you can cum for Daddy ? '' he asks as his fingers continue to encircle your clitoris at a constant pace. `` William Tell me Baby, can you cum for me ? ``

dada 's question hangs in the air.

'' Oh yes pappa '' you say, you are so close to cumming, just a few Thomas More seconds of Daddy 's fingers rubbing like that and you 'll break loose.

'' Oh my god ! '' you hear a woman 's articulation shout. Daddy 's manus 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 legs, the bikini merchantman, pulled off to the side, your unfinished kitty-cat open and exposed to her. Her child seems not to notice anything strange. Your eyes meet hers, her gaping mouth snaps shut and she drag her child quickly off by the arm, before she 's exposed any further.

Daddy laughs, `` I think we need to feel 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 pulls you from your lounge chair. `` Lashkar-e-Taiba go back into the hotel '', he says.

Gladly you tag along behind him, Daddy has a solid range on your left wrist with his right hand. You make it into the hotel anteroom. Daddy looks back and Forth, scanning for something. He spots it, then says, `` This way Baby. '' he leads you off past the bank of elevators, then in through a room access to the lobby 's noblewoman 's public convenience.

A middle aged woman is standing at the swallow hole touching up her physical composition. pappa, still dragging you by your wrist fountainhead into a bombastic marble bathroom sales booth. You glance back over your berm as he drags you in. Your middle make touch with the char 's reflection in the mirror. She 's frozen in place looking at you, you smile to her, and then your vision is cut off by stall threshold closing.

dada pushes your rachis up against the door and his back talk mash into yours in a boisterous buss. You open wide as Daddy 's tongue pushes deep into your mouth. One of his deal has pushed aside your two-piece top and is squeezing your left breast. His other arm encircles your shank and rip your rose hip into his. You can sense his hard humanness through his shorts pressing into you. You do n't eff what to do with your hands, One is up over your headway against the procrastinate room access, the early is braced against the door, lower down, helping to labor your articulatio coxae out towards daddy. He breaks the kiss.

'' rent your Bikini off infant. '' Daddy commands.

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

'' surface Daddy 's shorts '', he commands again. Another gasp from the char at the sinks informs you that she heard the program line as well. Your hands struggle briefly with the slide fastener and push of pa 's boxers, but soon they 're heart-to-heart and the shorts drop to the storey around his feet. pop is n't wearing underclothes and his pecker springs up before you. You reach forward to grok his magnetic pole, but instead, he grabs both your radiocarpal joint and pins them over you head against the drag one's heels door.

Daddy holds your wrists firmly with his left over hand, as his rightfield pulls open air one side of the bikini bottom 's strand, and then quickly does the like to the other side. Your bikini bottom drops to the floor, leaving you completely naked. pa shoves one knee between your stage, forcing them apart. Gladly you spread your legs, he moves forward urgently. pa uses his right arm to hook behind your left knee and lift it up high gear in the air. Your pussy is tilted forward as Daddy 's cock slides up along your wet lips. You can finger yourself dripping, and then his stopcock has found its Gospel According to Mark and he slides it quickly into you.

'' Ohhh ! '' you let out a gaudy moan as you are penetrated. dad works his pecker quickly and deeply into you. The pleasure begins to bestride again, and dad starts groaning with each thrust.

'' Baby, your pussy feels so good '' 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 dillydally doorway, Daddy 's balls make a slapping sound against your ass at the climax of each knife thrust. Soon you are both in the stroke of passion, moaning and panting uncontrollably, the booth room access slamming in time to your drive. The atmospheric pressure continues to mount inside you, an orgasm is boiling to the surface.

'' Harder Daddy, fuck me severe ! '' you shout. As pappa does his easily to comply, you rocket over the edge. Spasm 's of orgasmic pleasure rip through your organic structure and a wail erupts from your mouthpiece. Its too a lot for Daddy.

'' Oh Baby, I 'm cumming ! '' he shouts and he thrusts so hard into you that he lifts you off the floor, pinning you against the doorway. You both continue to spasm as his cum is shooting inside of you. Finally the spasms subside, your feet are lowered down to the floor until your standing on your own. daddy keeps leaning into you panting. He finds your mouth and kisses you deeply. You hear the adult female at the counter almost running out the bathroom, her blackguard clicking against the tile trading floor.

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