Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Enchanted

Huh! As I was to myself.

The Kejora... Kejora, you should be able to control yourself! Remember Oma's message, do not make out with the opposite sex in a closed room. The danger! No exception with Daddy. After all, he was a grown man and had been a widower for quite a long time.

I hurried out of the cabin as Daddy got the call. A few minutes later he followed, I was still standing on the porch waiting for him.

"Come," he asked.

Daddy reached out and I welcomed him. Choky and Tamara were ready apparently, just to put a saddle on their backs.

"Ready?"

"Em, just a little worried."

"Just calm. Tamara trained horse. He's tame. And he loves Choky."

I scrunched my forehead. "What does this have to do with love?"

Daddy looked up, then said, "If he's not bound, Tamara will go wherever Choky goes."

Ew! Basic sableng!

I shook my head in response to Daddy's crisp joke. Then like yesterday, Daddy hugged my waist and lifted me up to the saddle, adjusted his control, and handed me the harness. When he was sure that I was comfortable, he climbed onto Choky's back.

"We started slowly" said Daddy, his eyes twitching on me.

Yes, Daddy. Everything has to start slowly. I sniggered in my heart.

Bad brain! Capcay!

"We're starting, honey." While clicking his tongue at his horse, Daddy led the way out of the yard.

As Daddy said, Tamara followed Choky without any encouragement from me, who gripped the harness and saddle handle while the horse moved out.

"Just relax, honey," Daddy suggested as he glanced over his shoulder.

"It's easy for Daddy to say. I'm worried, Daddy." My mistress suddenly shrank.

"Don't be afraid. I'm with you, my dear," he said that in a whimper style.

But, as we walked down the path, I was no longer afraid of falling down, Tamara stepped smoothly and steadily, and I found myself admiring the beautiful scenery before my eyes: Daddy, you know, with his broad and seemingly manly back sitting on the saddle. He's like a knight riding in nineties. Marvellously.

"Now we do it faster. Choky and Tamara need to run a little."

I'm nodding. At first, I jumped around like popcorn on a grill, but with Daddy's instructions, I quickly learned to sit steadily in the saddle, adjusting my movements to the movements of the horses.

"How are you doing?" daddy asked, he stopped at the spot yesterday, around that beautiful meadow.

I pat Tamara on the neck and she stops. "Well," I said. "I'm enjoying this, Daddy. Really fun. Exclaims...."

"good. That means our quality time is very successful, right? Daddy didn't let you down, did he?"

I put my shoulders down. "Indeed. But. don't tell me Daddy wants to drive me home to Jakarta from here."

"Why say that?" tanyakanya. With a single slow pull of the harness, Daddy moved his horse close to my horse, until we faced off, our knees and thighs touching. "I like being with you, Kejora. Everything feels good when we're together."

The deg!

We met and we looked. And again, very slowly, Daddy leaned his body towards me, slipped his hand around my waist and pulled me closer.

"Eummmm...."

His mouth covered my mouth, making my heart instantaneously - as if it stopped beating and making a sense of heat spread into me that went straight to the stomach. And Daddy's kiss this time is more than his kiss yesterday. He not only stuck and buried his lips like yesterday. This time he softly voids my lips and makes me unable to hold back until this time I...

I repay. I kissed her back, answered her lips, and when her tongue caressed mine. Oh, my gosh, even I let him enjoy my tongue like a sweet lollipop. And get anxious, when we bite each other softly on each other's lips. Really, again I was shaking because of the pleasure of Daddy's touch.

If Daddy's horse hadn't moved and clenched its feet, cut off contact between us, Daddy and I would have stuck together and kissed this lovely afternoon.

"It's late in the afternoon" said Daddy, with a smile on his lips. His voice enveloped me, hoarse from longing. I thought he was gonna kiss me again, apparently not. I was a little disappointed when he sat back in his saddle. "We're home, yeah."

I'm nodding. And finally I'm grateful that Daddy didn't. If he kisses me again like he kissed me earlier, I might beg him to make love to me on this tall grass.

Remember, Kejora, when you're at the cottage, you have to be good at keeping your distance.

Aaaaah, but it's hard. The warmth of the adult man was very difficult to resist. I'm. fascinated.