Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Insects

Yesterday I packed my things into a suitcase when Mommy gave milk to Indra and Indri. I have also arranged and made sure the contents of the refrigerator and kitchen cabinets are enough for Daddy's needs when he returned to Malang later, the groceries from the minimarket on Friday. As for dirty clothes, said Daddy take it home, let it be washed at home. He also said that we had breakfast on the road later, near the station while waiting for Oom Hendri to pick up his car. Nevertheless, I keep waking up early to make sure everything is okay. And then I rushed to take a shower and finished my bath in a short time. But...

Damnit damnit! I just got out of the bathroom when Daddy came into the kitchen. We accidentally passed each other and stopped right in front of each other.

"Oh!" I cried, my hands reflexively clutching the collar of my bathrobe. "I don't think Daddy's awake yet."

Why try? My mouth and brain are starting to go out of sync.

"Just wake up" he said. Daddy's gaze traced my body, though I knew he was trying to fight him and tried to turn around afterwards.

What's the problem right now, how do I get through it? The burning *sexual tension between us is getting closer and closer, closing until there is no longer any distance. What really happened, he pulled me into his arms.

"Daddy...." I gulped with difficulty, unable to speak, unable to think as he held me so tightly, as Daddy looked at me like that, his eyes filled with fire and passion. And I know, the smell of soap and shampoo attached to my body becomes an alluring aroma.

I leaned on him, powerless to resist. Obviously I like this. It felt tingling as my chest stuck to the chest of his hard and muscular field. My heart is pounding wildly. I felt that one hand was tightly coiled around the waist, while the other clenched my black hair. While looking down, he kissed my lips, hard and long. Then, slowly, her lips stroked her cheeks until they lay in the curves of my neck. My eyes closed. How nice to feel her warm lips caressing my delicate skin.

Oh, my gosh, I feel like my knees are weakening, knowing that I will fall to Daddy's feet if he doesn't hold me tight.

"Kejora" he whispered, but there were no words left, while my empty brain could tell that he wanted a yes answer to an unexpressed question.

A moment later, he created a distance between us to be able to look into my eyes. But I didn't have the courage to look back at her pair of beautiful black eyes. And just at that moment I was suffocating slowly.

"Someone bit me."

Next to Daddy's eyebrows raised.

"Not Daddy," I said, my cheeks heating up. "In my cloak."

"Insects," he said. He flicked it off my back with a sweep of his fingers.

I hissed feeling a throbbing in my back. "Daddy's sick," I whine.

And...

Later then...

"Ukh!"

I found my eyes closed again - holding back*moan. Daddy, he's got to* my back, a soft bite there, on that bug bite mark. The painful throbbing from the bite of the little animal was replaced with the delicious taste of the bite of the adult man.

Oh my....

I'm resigned. Surrender when he pushes me gently against the wall. He was standing behind me. *he also moved to the curve of my neck. And inevitably, this time *suggestion slowly because the favor finally escaped also from my throat. Daddy*my suck is so strong in there. Stretch all my nerves.

"I want you so much" he said, his voice very soft in the ear, heavy with *groans.

But a moment later he let me go.

I was stunned, staring at his disappearance. I could not deny it, I felt a beam of disappointment as he left, but at the same time, I was grateful and relieved that he was gone. Other than strong curiosity, I was also very afraid of what would happen if the grown man remained here. I don't want to ruin our relationship. But...

Ah, I don't know. This love and passion makes me so naive.