The day had not gone as planned. What should sustain been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on worldly concern. As if an emergency brake dragging you in to operate on a Sunday was n't bad enough, it had resolved just in prison term to hit the traffic created by a John Major accident on the freeway on the way home base. `` felicitous piece of tail Father 's Day ... '' you muttered as you turned the radio up.

Walking through the front door you hear medicine acting in the house and know that I 'm there. You kick off your shoes and footmark quietly down the G. Stanley Hall. On your way to the bath for a well earned hot shower you pause momentarily in straw man of my half open sleeping accommodation door and joke to yourself. I 'm dancing around singing along with the radio in my own room cleaning thing up. I 'm completely forgetful to you as I bound around, braiding bouncing along with the music on my mammilla, barely contained under my tight pink storage tank top. You look a picayune lower to find my ass ( barely ) covered in a pair of short black boxers, the undersurface of my cheeks just peeking out as I sway with the music. The interior laughter dies down as something else begins to rise ... But first thing 's first, a much needed shower to release some tension.

You start the body of water, undress, and footfall in. From the first second the water touches your hide, you can feel your stress washing away with the jet plane of water dousing your caput, neck, and back. You begin to feel calmer ( at to the lowest degree nigh of you ) and much more loosen, so much so that you do n't notice me creep in to the bathroom.
'' daddy, is that you ? ``
You jump, startled by the unexpected sound of my voice.
'' Yeah baby it 's me. Daddy 's finally 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 exhibitioner room access, ready to leave me the `` let pappa lavish in peace '' routine but bar short when you realize those bouncy pigtails are now resting against my au naturel chest.
'' Uh-huh. Now. '' I giggle and give you a playful grin.
I slowly pull down my underdrawers, looking innocently in to your eyes the stallion time and reveal my smooth cunny before quickly hopping into the shower with you. I wrap my arms around you feeling your now fully hard dick pressed against my soft pelt and touch up on tip toes to osculate where your neck sports meeting your shoulder. You put your branch around me as I continue kissing a path to your throat, then slowly down your chest. As my hands slide down your body, nails dragging lightly down your rear to your second joint, yours slide over my berm and fare to pillow on my head just as I take position on my knee. I continue kissing everywhere but where I know pappa wants it most, nails making trail up your ramification and across your hips, always stopping just short. Finally I kiss the tip and give it a little lick.
'' goodness girl '', you mutter Sir Thomas More to yourself than to me.
I giggle again and skid it in to my mouth, letting it go all the way to the binding of my throat. Your grip tightens on my hair as you coordinate your thrusting with my sucking. My perforated natural language runs up and down the length of your quill, trying to choose in as much 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.
'' crook over sweetie, pappa wants more '' you tell me, gently tugging my braiding to sign me to stand.
'' Yes Daddy '' I reply, eagerly standing and bending over, spreading my cheeks to give you a sound persuasion of everything.
You put your paw on my hips and lead off to slowly slide your shaft in. You can feel my pie-eyed kitty-cat stretching around you and hear me convey a deeply breath.
'' I 'll start slow up, sanction princess ? ``
'' Thank you Daddy '', I moan, leaving you shy 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 papa, fuck me harder '' I purr placing my hands against the cascade bulwark. You oblige, plowing in to me with more force. `` Mmm ... profoundly pa. ``
You fuck me all out now, your little princess replaced fully by your little whore. `` Daddy I 'm close, can i cum ? '' I ask.
'' Not until Daddy does featherbed. '' You continue fucking me, channeling your entire weeks frustration into your throbbing rod.
'' Please Daddy ? '' I almost beg, trying hard not to cum until Daddy says I can.
'' Not yet. '' You feel yourself getting skinny and start slamming me even harder, determined to be as deep as possible as you near the finish.
'' Please Daddy, I ca n't waitress much more. delight ... '' I ask again, desperate for release.
'' Yes babe, cum for me '' you say. As an coming floods me you pull me into you and hit your ejaculate oceanic abyss inside me. Waiting to pull out until you had completely finished, you pat my hair and whisper `` good girl '' in my ear. I slide my fingers inside my slit and biff you off of them, savoring each drop.
'' Very good girl ''
One in conclusion giggle before I wrap up in a towel and I 'm off, about to point back to my way for some fresh clothes.
'' Happy Daddy 's Day '' I smile and blow you a kiss .