Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Frustratingly

"Kejora, honey, get up."

Daddy called me, and I opened my eyes, still seeing the darkness in front of me. I tried to release my arm that was stuck beside the body, in the winding of the blanket.

"Calm down" said Daddy. "Silent. Are you all right? You're screaming while you sleep."

I freed myself and sat up straight. Trying desperately to remember where I was, my eyes were fixated on him. Researching, is it true that Daddy is in front of me, or someone else?

Dreamlike. Just dreaming. This is right Daddy.

"Darling?"

"I'm fine" I said.

"Nightmare?"

"Em, but it's nothing. Forget."

"It doesn't look like that. You're not okay. What the hell's going on? I mean.. What are you dreaming?"

"That dream again, Daddy. Harassment. I. I'm experiencing rape." I'm shaking. "Richo. But...."

Daddy's eyebrows are linked, he hugs me. "But what?"

I'm shaking. My heart started pounding again, and my hands trembled remembering in a dream I killed Riko. "Forget it, Daddy."

"Is there anything I can do?" ask Daddy.

I don't know what he can do. I can't explain what happened to me.

"Do you want a drink?" tanyakanya. "Cute?"

I'm shaking. "Give me a minute." I took a deep breath. Trying to get things back to normal. "Actually, I thought I'd like a drink" I said.

Daddy got up to stand up.

"Wait."

It stopped.

"Let me take it myself."

"Darling?"

"Just me, Daddy."

"You sure? I don't mind taking it."

"I knew. But I need to stretch my legs. Let me just."

Daddy nodded, and I got up slowly, my feet trembling like fragile flower stems blowing in the wind. And I fell down.

"Darling!"

Daddy quickly approached me, grabbing my arm with worry. "I'm fine!" I said, I accidentally spoke a little loudly. I desperately stood up, fluttered into the bathroom, and my hand still shook as I lit the light. Clutching the rim of the sink, I stared into the mirror, watching the eyes staring back at me. But I can't find any answers there. Only the reflection of the black-colored eyes that were now flushed held back the cry.

Yet failed. I can't help it. Cry broke. I sobbed so hard that my body shook violently.

"Kejora..open, dear."

I'm sorry, Daddy. I can't always be strong. I'm fragile....

I sighed, leaning back against the wall. Losing makes me tired. Every bone in my body feels tired. This whole thing is really hard....

"Darling...."

"Don't cry alone. Don't make me feel useless."

Sorry, Daddy. Ii'm sorry.

I opened the tap and cupped the water, bringing that cool freshness to my mouth. I gargled a few times. My cheeks were pale, but after I sprinkled the water, it started to turn pink. When my feet felt more comfortable, and the shaking of my hands began to calm down, I walked out of the bathroom. Daddy was waiting in the doorway with a glass of water in his hand, and the room light was already turned on.

"Drink, honey."

I nodded, drinking water from his hands. "Thank you, Daddy." Then I sat on the bed, circulating my gaze around the room, feeling restless and uneasy. It was early, it was three in the morning, but I didn't want to go back to sleep.

"I'm worried about you" said Daddy, he just put a glass on the table and now sits crouching on the floor, in front of me, and looks at me with concern.

In order to avoid her gaze, I turned my gaze to the candle lights of my character. Romantic moments. "No need to worry" I said. "Not a big deal. But...."

"Emm? What's up?"

"Emm. that."

"Yes?"

"I don't want to sleep anymore."

"I understand."

"But Daddy promised me he'd spend the night in a more beautiful way."

Daddy lowered his gaze. "I guess...."

Not on time? Or unethical in this kind of atmosphere?

"Dad...?"

"Darling...."

"Please...?" I said slowly. "I had a nightmare. I dream of being raped. How about Daddy just make it happen?" Suddenly I was giggling.

But... Daddy was confused. His forehead until he knits. "What do you mean?"

"Come on, force me. We make it look like...."

"Well! You won't be forced, and you won't fight."

"Yeah, right. How can I refuse you? I've been resting too, haven't I? Or...?" or...?" I stood up, and so did Daddy, and I pushed him gently against the wall.

"Or what?" He took control, pulled me into his arms and instead leaned me against the wall, then he squeezed me. "What do you want?"

"No, that's. Please, you're the only one doing it. Make me happy and forget everything." I rolled my left leg up to his thigh, and he held my leg up with his arm.

Daddy smiled happily. "What?" tanyakanya. "You want to stand up? Hmm?"

"Mmm-hmm... It seems fun, right? Please...?"

Vod.... Daddy and his body could distract me the most. No, not only that: but making love to her -- can really restore my passion.

"Please, come down for a second. Make me feel the warm-up fun. I need you, Daddy."

Quickly, Daddy and I took off each other's clothes. Then he came down, knelt before me and buried his lips, sipping me strong and deep.

Oh my God, thank you, Daddy. It's fun, and it distracts me. Making my fear and frustration somewhat less, at least now my feelings are better. Thank ye.

"Let's get it out. My chastisement can't dissolve in sadness, hmm? I'm with you, honey. And I love you."