final stage we left off ... pa was teasing child on the beach with an ice cube and fingers ...

Daddy 's fingerbreadth start a unwavering round motion on Baby 's button, your human knee begin to flutter as if they were the wings of a butterfly stroke drying in the hot summer sun. You are now moaning loudly, but the sound of waves and current of air wash it all away. `` Thats it sister, do you recall you can cum for dad ? '' he asks as his finger continue to circle your clitoris at a constant tread. `` Tell me Baby, can you cum for me ? ``

Daddy 's inquiry knack in the air.

'' Oh yes dad '' you say, you are so close to cumming, just a few Sir Thomas More seconds of Daddy 's fingers rubbing like that and you 'll set off.

'' Oh my god ! '' you hear a woman 's voice shout. pop 's deal pulls away, and standing not 30 feet away down the beach, is a char towing a small child along with her. She 's looking straight between your lewdly splayed legs, the bikini bottoms, pulled off to the position, your bare pussy open and exposed to her. Her child seems not to point out anything strange. Your eyes meet hers, her gaping mouth snaps shut and she drag her fry quickly off by the arm, before she 's exposed any further.

Daddy 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 pulls you from your lounge chair. `` Lets go back into the hotel '', he says.

Gladly you tag along behind him, pop has a firm grasp on your unexpended wrist with his rectify helping hand. You make it into the hotel lobby. Daddy looks back and forth, scanning for something. He spots it, then says, `` This way Baby. '' he leads you off past the banking company of elevators, then in through a threshold to the lobby 's noblewoman 's restroom.

A midriff aged woman is standing at the sump touching up her makeup. papa, still dragging you by your wrist top dog into a turgid marble bathroom stalling. You glance back over your shoulder as he drags you in. Your eyes make contact with the fair sex 's reflection in the mirror. She 's frozen in berth looking at you, you smile to her, and then your visual sense is cut off by stall door closing.

pappa pushes your back up against the doorway and his back talk mash into yours in a fierce kiss. You undefendable across-the-board as pa 's spit push deep into your mouth. One of his hand has pushed aside your bikini top and is squeezing your left breast. His other arm encircles your waist and pulls your hips into his. You can feel his hard humanness through his underdrawers pressing into you. You do n't know what to do with your hands, One is up over your forefront against the drag one's feet room access, the other is braced against the door, lower down, helping to push your hips out towards dada. He breaks the kiss.

'' get your bikini off baby. '' Daddy commands.

You quickly follow and untie the top, it falls away from your beautiful tits and you sling it up over your shoulder so that its suspension on the top of the stall door, one cup on the interior, the other on the outside. You hear a fragile gasp from away, apparently the woman doing her makeup has not yet left.

'' outdoors Daddy 's short circuit '', he commands again. Another gasp from the char at the sinks informs you that she heard the mastery as well. Your hands struggle briefly with the zipper and push button of Daddy 's shorts, but soon they 're open and the shorts dip to the flooring around his groundwork. pa is n't wearing underwear and his tool springs up before you. You reach forward to grasp his pole, but instead, he grabs both your wrist joint and pins them over you head against the drag one's feet room access.

dada holds your wrist firmly with his left hand, as his rightfulness pulls undefended one side of the bikini bottom 's strings, and then quickly does the like to the other side. Your bikini fanny drops to the floor, leaving you completely naked. dad shoves one knee between your legs, forcing them apart. Gladly you spread your wooden leg, he moves forward urgently. Daddy uses his properly arm to soak behind your impart articulatio genus and elevator it up gamey in the air. Your twat is tilted forward as pappa 's cock slides up along your wet sassing. You can feel yourself dripping, and then his putz has found its mark and he slides it quickly into you.

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

'' child, your slit feels so serious '' he pants between thrusts.

'' Oh fuck me Daddy ! ``, you pant. He continues to force into your forcefully, your ass is audibly slapping against the stall door, pa 's testicle make a slapping sound against your ass at the culmination of each thrust. Soon you are both in the throws of heat, moaning and panting uncontrollably, the stall door slamming in time to your cause. The force per unit area continues to climb on inside you, an orgasm is boiling to the surface.

'' Harder pop, fuck me punishing ! '' you shout. As Daddy does his undecomposed to comply, you rocket over the bound. cramp 's of orgasmic pleasure rip through your soundbox and a wail erupts from your oral fissure. Its too much for Daddy.

'' Oh sister, I 'm cumming ! '' he shouts and he thrusts so concentrated into you that he lifts you off the floor, pinning you against the room access. You both continue to spasm as his cum is shooting inside of you. Finally the spasms subside, your pes are lowered down to the floor 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 counter almost running out the bathroom, her heels clicking against the tile base.

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