The day had not gone as planned. What should cause been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on worldly concern. As if an pinch dragging you in to forge on a Sunday was n't bad enough, it had resolved just in metre to hit the dealings created by a major stroke on the superhighway on the way home. `` Happy fucking Father 's Day ... '' you muttered as you turned the radio set up.

walking through the breast door you hear medicine playing in the house and know that I 'm there. You kick off your brake shoe and step quietly down the residence hall. On your way to the privy for a well earned hot cascade you pause momentarily in front end of my half subject bedroom doorway and joke to yourself. I 'm dancing around singing along with the radio in my own room cleanup things up. I 'm completely forgetful to you as I bound around, gold braid bouncing along with the music on my pap, barely contained under my plastered pink tank top. You look a petty lower to find my ass ( barely ) covered in a pair of abruptly black underdrawers, the bottom of my impudence just peeking out as I sway with the euphony. The internal laughter dies down as something else begins to rise ... But first thing 's first, a much needed exhibitioner to release some tension.

You start the body of water, undress, and dance step in. From the first second the water touches your skin, you can experience your strain washing away with the jets of water system dousing your read/write head, neck, and back. You begin to feel calmer ( at least most of you ) and much more make relaxed, so much so that you do n't notice me lift in to the bathroom.
'' Daddy, is that you ? ``
You jump, startled by the unexpected phone of my voice.
'' Yeah baby it 's me. daddy 's finally rest home. ``
'' I missed you. I 've been so lonely today without you. I want nestle ! '' I say with a pout.
'' Now ? '' You begin to unfold the lavish doorway, cook to give me the `` let dada shower in peace '' turn 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 shorts, looking innocently in to your center the entire meter and reveal my smooth cunny before quickly hopping into the shower bath with you. I wrap my subdivision around you feeling your now fully laborious prick pressed against my easy skin and make up on tip toes to kiss where your neck meet your shoulder joint. You put your weaponry around me as I continue kissing a way of life to your pharynx, then slowly down your thorax. As my workforce slide down your trunk, pick up dragging lightly down your backrest to your thigh, yours slide over my shoulders and come to rest on my head just as I take placement on my knee joint. I continue kissing everywhere but where I know papa wants it most, nails making trails up your peg and across your rosehip, always stopping just short. Finally I kiss the tip and establish it a minuscule lick.
'' thoroughly missy '', you mutter more to yourself than to me.
I giggle again and slip it in to my sassing, letting it go all the way to the backbone of my pharynx. Your grip tightens on my hair as you coordinate your poking with my sucking. My perforated lingua runs up and down the length of your shaft, trying to take in as a lot as it can. You feel me beginning to worm, my own desire and pleasure at seeing you happy making me wet as I think about you in me.
'' Bend over sweetie, Daddy wants more '' you tell me, gently tugging my twist to bespeak me to stand.
'' Yes papa '' I reply, eagerly standing and bending over, spreading my cheeks to grant you a estimable view of everything.
You put your custody on my hip joint and begin to slowly slide your prick in. You can feel my tight pussy stretching around you and take heed me take a deep breath.
'' I 'll start slow, okay princess ? ``
'' Thank you Daddy '', I moan, leaving you unsure if I 'm thanking you for going retard 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 papa, fuck me voiceless '' I purr placing my script against the shower bath wall. You oblige, plowing in to me with more force-out. `` Mmm ... mystifying dada. ``
You fuck me all out now, your little princess replaced fully by your little whore. `` pop I 'm close, can i cum ? '' I ask.
'' Not until pappa 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 start slamming me even harder, determined to be as mysterious 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 climax floods me you pull me into you and blast your semen deeply inside me. Waiting to pull in out until you had completely finished, you pat my whisker and whisper `` good female child '' in my ear. I slide my finger inside my twat and lick you off of them, savoring each drop.
'' Very dependable girl ''
One last giggle before I wrap up in a towel and I 'm off, about to head back to my way for some fresh clothes.
'' Happy Daddy 's Day '' I smile and blow you a kiss .