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Edited by my friend, takemedown ...

daybreak AFTERGLOW ...

My tip of View

by tcs1963

I open our sleeping accommodation door, looking inside, I see you 're still sleeping. Since the origin, I have always loved to see you sleep. So vulnerable, yet substantial and beautiful.

You 're laying there prone on your tummy. Our blanket tangled around those beautiful branch. The wrapping barely covers your bleakness. The incandescence of my handprint still glows pictorial pinko on your cheeks.

You are wearing my old and faded April Wine concert jersey as your nightie, as usual. It is pushed up over your waist, exposing the silky skin of your fundament and the small of your back.

Because of my esteem of your awesome torso, you never wear step-in anymore. You love tempting me with those gorgeous ball. The furrow in the middle beckons me to snog your cheeks.

When you agreed to be my dimension, mind, body, and soul, you entrusted me to use you in any way I see fit. The beautiful giving of trust, you have given me is made to be cherished.

I smile to myself as I move closer to our bed and sit, with my back against the footboard. Then reaching forward, my hand touching the sleek skin of your thigh. Slowly and deliberately working my way up to your bare ass.

I love to knead your pleasant-tasting asscheeks after a business firm spanking, as the application glows against your warm pink skin. Feeling your brawn tighten at first, for fright I 've come back to punish you again. Then you slowly relax against my soft manipulations.

Your moans arouse me as I slide my fingers into your crack. I tease your back entrance and listen to the sweet noises you make. My finger gently massages the lotion around the rim of your sphincter.

Gently touching the outer ring, your cooing Begin. Pulling my mitt back, I pour lotion on my manpower and rub them together to constitute it strong. I further moisten my digit by sliding it into my mouth.

Making sure it 's nice and wet from my saliva and the lotion, I move my hand back to preserve my unremitting ribbing. I can see you have lifted your pelvic girdle off of the mattress, as an inadvertent invite to me.

Between your ample ass impertinence, my index finger finger's breadth goes mightily to ferment. When I find your cute little anatomical sphincter, my finger touches just at the substance. I add more pressure ; the tip of my finger opens you somewhat. You turn towards me, your oral cavity opens in a silent thigh-slapper, but instead, you take a bass breath.

The pressure level I use is n't overly aggressive, but it is very persistent. I hear your breathing become labored as I slide in a lilliputian deeper and you open yourself to me.

You awaken just as my digit reaches into you to the 2nd knuckle. Turning around, you look at me surprised but still smiling. My surprise intrusions have always had this burden on you.

I softly move my finger in and out of your puckering asshole as you bare down with your belly. You squeeze my finger's breadth with the muscles in your sphincter muscle.

You tease me by grasping my finger, letting me know that this could be massaging my putz. You start to giggle at our games, and I laugh with you, sweet little girl.

I take out my index finger and squeeze my middle finger together with it, preparing to spread you further. I lubricate my two deep digit and slither them more forcibly back into your asshole.

Your moans become louder as you struggle to accommodate the size of my fingers. I pat your asscheek, with my other hand and tell you to relax for me. That 's when you realize I mean business.

You wiggle your aphrodisiac footling ass and resign yourself that I 'm going to own my way. I can palpate you pushing up toward my fingers, trying to will your backdoor open for me.

Your ass is slowly hatchway nicely for me now, almost greeting my fingers with each driving force.

'' Very dear babygirl, you 're opening up nicely for your Daddy, '' I say to you. `` You need to relax. ''

You nod your head `` Yes '' at me and generate yourself over to the star. As my digit assault your anus, you feel me reach under you and at firstly gently massage your clitoris.

You tense up when I first make touch with your clit. I feel as though your ass is going to break down my digit. Then I grab your tiny appendage between my fingers and jot, causing you to oink and then go limp.

Your dead body is at my mercy ; my buttery figure tantalize your inner areas. The delight and pain in your lower extremity are making you buck against my perpetual toying.

I feel you getting fuddled. Your body trembles, signaling that your orgasm is imminent. As I quicken my pace, your breathing gets raspier, and I can try your struggles as you try not to cum.

Turning your side towards me, I hear you speak in your squeaky voice, `` Please, pappa, may I cum for you. '' Your spirit fallible, but insistent.

After a few more seconds of fingering your sensitive lady parts, I whisper, `` Yes, kitten. Cum for your pa. ``

In just mo, I feel a gush of fluids as they pour out of your sweet pussycat, causing you to shake off as if you're having a seizure. Our bed is now wet.

Watching you intently, all I can do is smile. Pulling my hands away and letting you relax for a few minutes, I lift my hired man and strike you across your well-used asscheeks.

proclivity in and kissing you deeply as you lie there in your climax afterglow, I whisper, `` time for a fond shower, little young woman. volition you join me ? ``

You smile and rise from our bed. Both of us head to the bathroom to wash ourselves to get ready for the day.

The End ...