Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

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"You likey?" he asked, whispering softly in his ear. His slippery oily hands with the aroma of guerrilla roast meat, fondly caressing every inch of my skin.

How can my passion not ignite, try? How tempestuous.

My eyes closed, soaking in the joy of Daddy's touch and the beauty of love romance that never thought would be this warm. "I like it" my miser, as if I forgot to breathe because of the intoxicating romance.

"Kejora" he whispered, "the next time, wake me up if you can't fall asleep. Let me accompany you, please? With me, I'll make your night even more beautiful. Promise me. Promise me."

I nodded, still with my eyes closed. "Yeah, Daddy. I. I promise."

OMG...! He enjoyed me, with the taste and smell of greasy grilled meat. More savory, more delicious, and more delicious than the slices of roast beef we just tasted.

It's insane!

"Daddy...."

"Emm?"

"Tell me, more wonderful way to pass the time."

"Well, I'll show you. Come on, stand up, honey."

I stood up, took off my robe fastener and let Daddy pull it down sliding on our feet. Then...

Oh, want me to scream, want to scream, even want me to glorify his name through an irresistible moan.

"I want to give you more than this. Enjoy more."

Oh, myGod....

He gently bit my ear lobe, then twisted me slowly. Holding me and sitting me on the edge of the table.

Daddy kissed my lips, then played with my tongue. Making me part of his throat, he led me to my bed. Kiss after kiss it rained across the stomach and down to the core of my soul. Then, then...

What I never expected, Daddy grabbed the greasy plate, dripping the grilled meat-scented oil along my feet, into my stomach, there too. Yeah, right there.

It's intoxicating! With his lips, he walked down the traces of the oil, almost adoring-praising me from the tip of my foot without the slightest disdain.

Uhh! The tingling sensation began to tickle as he reached the beauty in the skin of my stomach, he kissed it, then danced his fingers until I felt a great gall and made my nerves stiffen like tight guitar strings.

Oh, my God, how much this man loves me. He adored me with his great love. I really am lulled.

Conscious or not, my heart was filled and I trembled with a sweet feeling - haru, when he was tasting there: the greasy and delicious roast.

Daddy enjoyed it, he sat down in his chair and buried his lips in me, as if he wanted to eat it and devour it with nothing left.

Well, I realized, Daddy had this ready, he planned it, and deliberately put a lot of oil on that plate. Really, she's a very sweet lover.

With a warm smile, Daddy got up from his seat. "I'll make you unable to walk." A crazy grin rose on his handsome face.

Iyuuuh.

"Alright, go ahead if you can take over all my work. It doesn't matter if after this I can't walk. I'm waiting for you."

Yeah. He climbed up, crawled over my body with a predatory glint emanating from his eyes. "Your words seem to defy me, Vile. Don't regret. Okay well? Don't regret it."

And...

I felt it, his overwhelming might when he came in, fused with me, expressing his love blindly.

Really, I can't explain anymore. His passion reached the height of love.