A morning with Daddy

A little gets waken up by her Daddy, and they have a lovely time together.

Warning and disclaimer: This story contains sexual scenes, and mature themes, and it is read at your own risk. If you do not like dd/lg, do not read this story. I do in no way support incest or anything like that.


11. Bathing part 2

Pushing your three fingers almost all the way in, spreading my hole as you rubbed my clit fast with your thumb, it didn’t last long before you shoved your fourth finger inside me too. “Your hole is so tight, I think I’ll have to force my hand in there,” you said as you pressed your thumb in too, slowly pushing your entire hand inside, feeling how my pussy opened up and let your hand inside.

“Good girl, let Daddy inside you,” you said in a moan, as you continued on pushing inside me. Pulling your hand a bit back and forth like that, you quickly ended up fucking me with your entire fist, making me moan and beg as I arched my bag.

You then in a quick action removed your hand from my hands, and started rubbing my clit hard and fast with it, almost instantly giving me an orgasm.

You felt how my pussy tigthened around your hand, squeezing it as my body arched even more, as I let out a few screams.

Afterwards my body fell down on yours, and you slowly pulled out your hand, washing it in the water. “Thank you, D-Daddy,” I mumbled, trying to catch my breath as I had given up on holding my eyes opened.

“Babygirl, I think you’re clean now,” you said as you put me sitting against the edge, getting out of the bath yourself. You grabbed one of the big, white towels, which had been laying on the heater. “Come on, baby, the towel is hot and warm, it’s just waiting for you,” you said, and as soon I stepped out of the bathub, you wrapped it around me, kissing me all over my face. “Another one,” I silently said, wrapping my arms around you and putting my head against your chest. You kissed me on my head. “You can’t keep on having ‘another one’, babygirl, there has to be an end,” you said as you dried my hair, afterwards getting yourself dry as well.

“Can you get dressed yourself, babygirl?” you asked, looking concerned as me as I was still resting my head against your chest. “Yes, Daddy, I’m just tired, and really worn out,” I said with a smile, standing up and blushing a bit.

“Good girl. I put your clothes right there, and I’ll be in the kitchen finishing up cleaning when you’re done here, okay?” you kissed me several times on the lips before cupping my head one last time and leaving me.

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