1. Stacy 2


    Date: 10/13/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    neatly before placing it on the table beside his plate. Some morning rituals never changed. He straightened his tie and smiled across at the brat, "Want a lift to Kimberley's house to see how the new baby is doing?" Without looking up, she shook her head, "No, that's okay, Daddy. Jack can drive me over when he's had his breakfast." The kitchen descended into silence. Dad exchanged an incredulous look with mom and then they both stared at their daughter who was still half-heartedly playing with her cereal. It was unheard of for Stacy not to leap at every chance to spend time with Dad and even rarer for her to seek my company. Usually she would rather have her teeth pulled than occupy the same room as me. "Well, if my little Pumpkin is sure," Dad said, hesitantly. "Dadeee!" the brat complained with a girlish whine as she rolled her eyes. It was another f****y ritual for him to affectionately call her the pet name and for her to complain about it. Slipping into the final spare chair as she placed my glass before me, mum shook her head, "Jack can't drive you over to Kimmy's. My car is in the shop and I need him to take me to work." Waggling a pointing finger at my plate, she grinned, "So, if you'll just this once ignore my advice to chew your food carefully and wolf it down like you usually do, I'd appreciate it." Her emerald green eyes sparkled with playfulness as she pinched a strip of bacon off the side of my plate. "Hey!" I protested. "Then I guess I win and get the pleasure ...
    of your company, Pumpkin," Dad teased. The brat just flashed me a quick ambiguous glance from under her honey-coloured fringe and shrugged at him. Instantly, she turned on the Stacy-wants-something-charm. "Daddy?" "Yes, Peanut?" "You are still going away with Mummy this week-end, aren't you?" After a sip of coffee, he answered with caution in his voice, "Yeeeessss. Why?" "Well, I know that it's your anniversary and I saw just the most perfect present for you two in the store." "So?" he said with a tone that suggested he already knew where this was going. Her chair made a scrapping noise as she slid it backward and walked to his side. She flung her arms around him and hugged his head against her cheek, "Well I really wanted to buy it for you, but there's this dress that I really want also. It will cost me all my savings to get it and if I don't then it might not still be there when I can next afford it. And it's such a pretty dress, Daddy. I'll put it on and show it to you when you get home tonight, if you'd like." I washed a mouthful of sausages down with my orange juice and knew he was going to fall for it. He always did. The brat could twist both of our parents around her little finger and it made me seethe. As predicted, he fished out his wallet and opened it saying, "And how much is my anniversary present going to cost me, then?" Like the little cow she could be, Stacy slipped several notes from its folds and gave him a loving peck on his cheek. "You’re the bestest Daddy ...
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