The day had not gone as planned. What should have been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on earth. As if an hand brake dragging you in to make for on a Lord's Day was n't bad enough, it had resolved just in time to hit the dealings created by a John Roy Major stroke on the pike on the way home. `` Happy fucking Father 's Day ... '' you muttered as you turned the radio set up.

walking through the front room access you hear music playing in the house and know that I 'm there. You kick off your shoes and step quietly down the hall. On your way to the bath for a well earned hot shower bath you pause momentarily in straw man of my half open bedroom door and joke to yourself. I 'm dancing around singing along with the radio in my own room cleaning affair up. I 'm completely oblivious to you as I bound around, braids bouncing along with the music on my teat, barely contained under my squiffy ping tank top. You look a little dispirited to find my ass ( barely ) covered in a span of short black drawers, the bottom of my cheeks just peeking out as I sway with the medicine. The internal laugh dies down as something else begins to rebel ... But commencement matter 's first, a much needed shower to publish some tension.

You start the weewee, undress, and step in. From the first mo the piddle touches your skin, you can feel your tension washing away with the jets of water dousing your head, neck, and back. You begin to sense calmer ( at least to the highest degree of you ) and much more loose, so much so that you do n't notice me filch 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 snuggles ! '' I say with a pout.
'' Now ? '' You begin to spread the shower door, quick to give me the `` let pa shower in peace '' modus operandi but stop short when you realize those bouncy pigtails are now resting against my simple chest.
'' Uh-huh. Now. '' I giggle and give you a playful grin.
I slowly pull down my boxershorts, looking innocently in to your eyes the full time and uncover my unruffled cunny before quickly hopping into the exhibitor with you. I wrap my arm around you feeling your now fully hard putz pressed against my soft skin and get through up on tip toes to kiss where your cervix meets your shoulder. You put your arms around me as I continue kissing a path to your throat, then slowly down your chest. As my hands slide down your trunk, arrest dragging lightly down your spinal column to your second joint, yours slide over my shoulders and fall to perch on my headspring just as I take position on my knees. I continue kissing everywhere but where I know Daddy wants it most, nails making track up your legs and across your articulatio coxae, always stopping just short. Finally I kiss the tip and chip in it a little lick.
'' Good girl '', you mutter more to yourself than to me.
I giggle again and slip it in to my mouth, letting it go all the way to the back of my throat. Your grip tightens on my hair as you coordinate your jab with my suction. My punctured tongue runs up and down the duration of your shaft, trying to aim 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.
'' bend dexter over truelove, pappa wants Thomas More '' you tell me, gently tugging my braid to signal me to stand.
'' Yes papa '' I reply, eagerly standing and bending over, spreading my cheeks to give you a goodness prospect of everything.
You put your manus on my hips and commence to slowly slide your cock in. You can feel my tight snatch stretching around you and hear me take a deep breath.
'' I 'll start decelerate, okay princess ? ``
'' Thank you Daddy '', I moan, leaving you timid 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 Daddy, fuck me harder '' I purr placing my hands against the exhibitioner wall. You oblige, plowing in to me with more military force. `` Mmm ... deeper dada. ``
You fuck me all out now, your niggling princess replaced fully by your little whore. `` Daddy I 'm last, can i cum ? '' I ask.
'' Not until papa does baby. '' You continue fucking me, channeling your stallion 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 unaired and beginning slamming me even harder, determined to be as deep as possible as you near the finish.
'' Please pop, I ca n't expect much more. delight ... '' I ask again, desperate for release.
'' Yes infant, cum for me '' you say. As an orgasm deluge me you take out me into you and scoot your source deep inside me. Waiting to perpetrate out until you had completely finished, you pat my haircloth and whisper `` good miss '' in my ear. I slide my digit inside my scratch and biff you off of them, savoring each drop.
'' Very estimable girl ''
One last giggle before I wrap up in a towel and I 'm off, about to head back to my room for some clean clothes.
'' Happy pa 's Day '' I smile and blow you a osculation .