The day had not gone as planned. What should induce been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on earth. As if an emergency dragging you in to play on a Sunday was n't bad enough, it had resolved just in time to hit the traffic created by a John R. Major accident on the freeway on the way place. `` felicitous shag Father 's Day ... '' you muttered as you turned the radio up.

walk through the front door you hear music playing in the house and know that I 'm there. You kick off your brake shoe and step quietly down the manse. On your way to the bathroom for a well earned hot exhibitor you pause momentarily in front of my half open bedroom doorway and laugh to yourself. I 'm dancing around singing along with the tuner in my own room cleaning things up. I 'm completely oblivious to you as I bound around, gold braid bouncing along with the music on my breast, barely contained under my mean pink tank top. You look a piddling low-toned to receive my ass ( barely ) covered in a pair of short black short, the bottom of my cheeks just peeking out as I sway with the music. The internal laughter dies down as something else begins to rise ... But first affair 's first, a much needed rain shower to release some tension.

You start the water, undress, and step in. From the first second the water touches your hide, you can feel your stress washing away with the jets of water dousing your headspring, neck, and back. You begin to sense calmer ( at least most of you ) and much more relaxed, so much so that you do n't notice me sneak in to the bathroom.
'' Daddy, is that you ? ``
You jump, startled by the unexpected audio of my voice.
'' Yeah baby it 's me. Daddy 's finally plate. ``
'' I missed you. I 've been so lonely today without you. I want snuggle ! '' I say with a pout.
'' Now ? '' You begin to spread out the shower bath room access, make to leave me the `` let Daddy shower in peace '' routine but break off short when you realize those bouncy pigtails are now resting against my barren chest.
'' Uh-huh. Now. '' I giggle and give you a playful grin.
I slowly pull down my shorts, looking innocently in to your eyes the intact clip and reveal my smooth cunny before quickly hopping into the rain shower with you. I wrap my sleeve around you feeling your now fully intemperately dick pressed against my voiced skin and reach up on tip toes to kiss where your neck sports meeting your berm. You put your arms around me as I continue kissing a track to your throat, then slowly down your thorax. As my hands slide down your body, nails dragging lightly down your back to your thigh, yours slide over my shoulder and come in to rest on my head just as I take positioning on my knees. I continue kissing everywhere but where I know papa wants it most, nails making trails up your legs and across your hips, always stopping just short. Finally I kiss the tip and kick in it a slight lick.
'' right girl '', you mutter more to yourself than to me.
I giggle again and slip it in to my backtalk, letting it go all the way to the binding of my throat. Your hold tightens on my haircloth as you coordinate your thrusting with my suck. My pierced spit runs up and down the length of your lance, trying to take in as a lot as it can. You feel me beginning to writhe, my own desire and pleasure at seeing you happy making me wet as I think about you in me.
'' Bend over steady, Daddy wants Thomas More '' you tell me, gently tugging my braids to signal me to stand.
'' Yes pa '' I reply, eagerly standing and bending over, spreading my boldness to fall in you a good horizon of everything.
You put your hands on my rosehip and begin to slowly slide your cock in. You can feel my nasty kitty-cat stretching around you and hear me take a deeply breath.
'' I 'll set out retard, okay princess ? ``
'' Thank you Daddy '', I moan, leaving you unsure if I 'm thanking you for going behind 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 punishing '' I purr placing my custody against the shower bulwark. You oblige, plowing in to me with more force. `` Mmm ... deeply papa. ``
You fuck me all out now, your fiddling princess replaced fully by your minuscule whore. `` Daddy I 'm close, can i cum ? '' I ask.
'' Not until dada does mollycoddle. '' You continue fucking me, channeling your entire workweek frustration into your throbbing rod.
'' Please pop ? '' I almost beg, trying hard not to cum until Daddy says I can.
'' Not yet. '' You feel yourself getting closing and get-go slamming me even harder, determined to be as trench as possible as you near the finish.
'' Please pa, I ca n't expect much more. Please ... '' I ask again, desperate for release.
'' Yes baby, cum for me '' you say. As an climax floods me you force me into you and shoot your seed recondite 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 puss and clout you off of them, savoring each drop.
'' Very good miss ''
One finally giggle before I wrap up in a towel and I 'm off, about to head back to my elbow room for some wise clothes.
'' Happy Daddy 's Day '' I smile and blow you a osculation .