1. "DADDY" I whisper


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: cinap51, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    his fingers as he touched me. &#034Do you like my new panties Daddy,&#034 I asked, a tipsy, teasing tone still in my voice, &#034I bought them just for tonight, just for you, just for my favorite man.&#034 &#034That's nice sweetie,&#034 he responded, as he lifted me so he could get the sheet out from under me. After finally getting me arranged and the sheet placed over my naked skin he turned to go, whispering a 'goodnight darling' as he started to back away. &#034Stay for a few minutes Daddy,&#034 I pled as I grabbed his arm. &#034What honey?&#034 &#034Lie next to me Daddy, like you did when I was younger,&#034 I mumbled drowsily, &#034stay with me until I fall asl**p.&#034 &#034Sure honey,&#034 he agreed almost too quickly, and after shedding his shoes and shirt and after a moments hesitation his pants, slipped under the sheet next to me, down now to only his white boxers, and lying on his side watched me as he gently stroked my blond hair. Feigning sl**p, I rolled over and curled into him, ending so my lips were less than a half inch from his cheek, each of my breaths gently tickling him as my breasts comfortably pressed into his strong chest. He finally left, maybe two hours later, but I knew he had enjoyed sl**ping next to his eighteen year old daughter, the continuous hardness against my thigh a graphic proof. ~~~~~ Daddy was still sl**ping when I entered his room the next morning, a question burning in my brain as I urgently shook him awake, wanting an answer to ...
    something he had written in his letter. &#034What honey?&#034 he finally growled as his head emerged from under his sheet. &#034What did you mean about Paris and pearls in your letter last night Daddy?&#034 I asked impatiently. &#034Oh that,&#034 he answered nonchalantly as he sat up, not noticing how little of himself was covered. &#034Oh that what?&#034 I insisted. &#034Well, do you happen to be doing anything on June 23rd by any chance my dear?&#034 he asked mysteriously as he reached for an envelope sitting on the table next to his bed. &#034No Daddy, you know graduations on the 21st and then I'm free for the summer.&#034 Smiling he handed me the envelope which soon yielded two airplane tickets. He was grinning as I slowly deciphered the itinerary. &#034Pittsburgh – Paris leaving on the 23rd and returning on August 30th for two,&#034 I read. &#034But what does it mean Daddy? Which two are going to Paris?&#034 I asked, more confused now than ever. &#034Well I thought that Doctor Roderick S. James and his lovely daughter, Miss Stephanie Danielle James might just benefit from ten weeks touring the Continent,&#034 Daddy said smugly, a wide grin impossible to hold back. &#034But how? .... You have work... Where will we go? ... Really... really, just the two of us?&#034 I stammered as joy flooded through me. &#034Doctor James has already told his colleagues and the hospital administration that he will be out of the country for the time period covered by those tickets my dear,&#034 he ...
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