Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

ABG

"Why now, anyway?" I growled when I woke up early and found myself in a sticky state. I rushed to the bathroom and took a shower even though it was four in the morning.

I had just finished my bath when Daddy opened the bathroom door and gawked at me plainly while my hair was wrapped in a towel in a turban style.

"Tumben you shower at this hour?"

I put my shoulders down. "I'm menstruating" I said.

"Huh?" barely a sound. "Seriously?"

"Em, not kidding at all."

"Huh! It didn't come on time."

He scowled, closed the door and returned to bed. Very amusing. Daddy behaves like an ABG child who is craving for his girlfriend. When I came out of the bathroom, he buried his face in the pillow.

Hard to hold, my laughter wanted to break as I opened the drawer and took on the woman's needs while Daddy watched, as if to ascertain whether it was true I was going through my monthly cycle or just joking with her.

"Patience, yes. At least one week."

"What is the most? That's old."

"Patience, dear Daddy...."

And this is a fun moment to get back at it. So, during the day, I deliberately wore leather underwear, say a very sexy beach bikini and showed my beautiful body. I purposely held my hair up high and relaxed on a rubber boat that floated in the back pool. I was on the beach and in a bule style.

This is what I used to do to spend my free time in a fun way. Because I was never allowed to hangout to the beach like my friends, I asked Oma to buy me a big rubber boat and asked her to tell Daddy she was enlarging the pool area. Maybe for the sake of pleasing me and so that I remain a submissive girl, who just stayed home on holidays, Daddy and Oma finally obeyed my wishes. So, yes, there is no beach, a large pool so. They float on water, right? And Oma allowed me to make beautiful bikinis in that closed area while Daddy wasn't home.

Seeing me like that, Daddy felt anxious. She couldn't bear to not lie next to me. With his tight shorts, he got on the boat and his work groped my body. "You make me suffer" he whined as he explored my stomach.

"What time?" I laughed mischievously and pulled him into the arms. "Same to suffer like six months ago?"

He puts his shoulders. "More than that. Now I've felt you, and now I have to endure it again. That sucks, you know! How can I hold it?"

Duuuh. How adorable....

"Just for a second, really. It won't make you die of curiosity."

Daddy smiled, he held my face, looked at me deeply and unexpectedly he was straight on me. I practically broke down. "We have to spend time outside. You're torturing me that we're both like this. I can't resist my passion for you, Kejora."

"It's ok. So, how should I go?"

Euwww. he grinned and then devoured me. Satisfied with my lips and the curves of my neck, Daddy slipped his hands behind my back and removed my bra hook. Then he whispered affectionately, "Please, please activate your hand, Kejora."

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