‘Daddy, can I give you a massage?’ ‘Sure.’ I replied while lying chest-down in the bed, back completely sore after six hours of uncomfortable bus ride. Without looking at her, I just tilted my head across the pillow and felt her hands on my back, applying pressure at random places. ‘Dad, your shirt.’ She had…Continue readingItchy Hand
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Just Daddy and Her
‘Do you have to? I’m going to have a long day at.. haaa.. haaa.. at work dear.. ‘ Ignoring his retherotical question, Renee continued stroking the dick that was before her while watching (and feeling) it grow in size, almost separating her index and thumb that were touching each other. Only a few months have…Continue readingJust Daddy and Her
Our (Parental) Love
Part 1 | Part 2 (Stepmom asked) ‘Can I join you?’ If not for the fact that it was a condominium’s pool, she would have been called out for her two-piece swimsuit that would certainly distract any members of the public. Since I was already done with my laps, we ended up spending a good…Continue readingOur (Parental) Love
Bedtime Snack
Halfway through my sleep, I jolted awake to the warm, naked body snuggled up at my side, pointy nipples pressed in my chest while a cold hand wrapped itself around my flaccid cock, stroking very slowly up and down in a very anticipating pace. Shrouded in darkness, my semi-conscious, half-drunk state of mind rendered my…Continue readingBedtime Snack
Daylighting
Making sure to give her mam a good farewell, Liz locked the main door and went straight to sir’s room, where he was reading the morning paper on the bed. Like second nature, she locked his door and pulled her oversized t-shirt off, before climbing into bed with her breasts bouncing freely. Sir remained focused…Continue readingDaylighting
