Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Crazy Love's

Really-crazy that makes amused. Daddy licked the mango cider on my back. The sweet sour taste that he really likes is in combination with my body, the body that he chants. And as if the juice of the fruit had seeped into my skin, Daddy was strongly*a few sensitive points on my back. The pleasure that always makes me feel it until my eyes want to be closed. And that -- what he wanted, a chance to smear my chest and neck with the rest of the mango juice from his cup of juice.

Oh my God, how crazy that man was to my body, that my neck never escaped from his savage cannibal soul. The savagery that produces red traces but I admit it feels so good. "You made me like a beast, Kejora. You made me crazy about you," he said - very slowly in the ear, inversely proportional to his hand that gripped firmly on the chest.

"Daddy.. stop for a second." I turned my body to face him. "Let me go to the bathroom, just for a second."

He shook his head, his embrace grew even tighter. "I told you, I won't forgive you."

"But, Daddy...."

Her lips have* mango juice on my chest. Even unconsciously, the leather-colored bra had already landed on the floor, then he stepped forward and squeezed my body between the fridge and his burly body. "There will be no chance for you to escape me. It won't."

"Yes God... Daddy.. eummmm...." I think it's too strong, Daddy...."

But I'm just quiet. I'm willing to hold it in order not to disturb his passion. But...

"I'm gonna pee...."

Poor thing, I'm not heard. Daddy took off my last underwear, which came down with him crouching in front of me, facing his love paradise.

"Ow, Dad, please, I can't stand it. Seriously, I'm gonna pee first."

Geez, he really won't forgive me. She's instead...

Oh, goddamn. I must hold myself back desperately so as not to pee in place, and, concerning his face.

Fortunately, just a moment later he got back up, he turned me around, made me turn my back again, then shifted our position to the side. And you know, he forced me to face down on the counter. Half his body overtook me and in quick motion I felt himself directional, entering, and setting perfectly.

"Ukh!" I feel like I'm full in there. "Daddy, I'm not strong anymore."

"Sama, I'm not strong either." He's moving slowly.

Oh, siaaaaal...! He interprets another. His vowel tone in my ear made me anxious. He really won't let me go for a second.

"I mean, I've been kebelet."

"Sama, me too."

"Daddy...don't joke!"

"Shhh. Don't persuade me, Kejora."

Oh, my God, he's gas-stamped.

"Daddy...."

"Daddy, please...."

"Take it off, Kejora."

"Nope! I don't want to pee here."

Hoaaaaa. The difference is not a mattress, but only the kitchen floor. But no, I don't want to pee here.

"Please..at least, auw...! No, not here. Please just. Ouch, Dad! Daddy!"

Huh! Finally he wanted to get away from me - even if he had to. "You're so fucking bungled!" his protest. He carried me and walked into the backyard. "I told you I wouldn't forgive you. It won't." Daddy kept going.

"But I'm actually gonna pee, Daddy. "I can't take it anymore...."

Fix it! He laid me down on the recliner and directly overstretched me. I didn't have the slightest chance to run to the bathroom. In fact, he had already re-entered his throne.

"Daddy...."

"Shush."

"But I'm gonna pee...."

"Just do. But don't ask me to stop, okay?"

Speechless.at most my face will be reddish from enduring shame. I'm resigned.

"Don't be arrested, Kejora." he spoke again in my ear, and then...

Full power's.

Oh, my God. must be this. Must be a release too.

"Yes God... Daddy...!"'s....!"

Hicks! I can't hold it anymore. The warmth is flowing. And I feel the pleasure when something unstoppable comes off on its own. Relieved.

But embarrassed....

I turned my face away. Goddamnit!

"Don't be shy. I love it, Kejora," said Daddy softly, with his habit of talking softly in the ear, then he gave a brief peck on my neck. "I love the warmth you give me. Your warmth, the warmth I have always longed for. Which can only be felt by me. Just me. Thank ye. Ilove you. I, love you so much, Kejora Aditama."

Oh, my God, is he crazy?