Dad haven't had sex in a long time due to the fact that the mother was in the hospital. I know that because I've heard dad jerk off a lot...And when I listened, I began to caress myself and imagined how I was with my dad... In the morning we were going to go to my mother, she was discharged and at the same time to buy food for my birthday...
I before stand up, I heard daddy's breathing and the sounds of Masturbation, I began to fondle himself and didn't think dad sees it and he is standing behind the door and peek out...And waited, as the moment when all of me is already engulfed by the advancing praxis my maiden Masturbation... I was viginti the bridge legs has reduced a sweet spasm here...dad came into my room naked,.. member were, then dad said that he heard I touch myself, quietly walked to the door...peeked, and not weathered. Of course, I was frightened and I was ashamed terribly...It's one thing to live a dream and fantasy, when you caress yourself, that with dad sex and quite another - when everything is in reality... And dad sat on the bed, and began to explain, to say something, and my arm on the member, and then in my excitement leaped and interest, and anticipation of the fulfillment of those fantasies that was always when I was caressed, I imagined myself with my dad...
I already knew that now we all will be, will be my everything that I dreamed for so long... What does a dad, I also knew I had a premonition, and it was clear, if my dad walked in on me naked. I knew, and how I could now object to the Pope, to oppose his desire, and my desire, even if sinful...Damn, well I myself longed for it, always, as soon as started to caress.
I was so excited to caress pussy with his hand, from what now knew that dad saw everything and what will happen now...I closed my hands flaming with shame face and gave myself to the persistent, powerful and strong hands of the Pope...And dad spread my legs, began to stroke his strong hands all there, around the pussy...He asked me to open my face, I put my hands away, and dad picked them up and threw them on his shoulders...- Happy birthday, daughter !!!...and dad passionately began to kiss me on the lips I, afraid to look up at him, did what he asked, and dad asked me to take his cock, so hard, hot, poddergivayuschy in my hand...
Dad began to caress his hand gently and strongly to my chest, making me all the more pleasant... Then his hand reached into his stomach, and then into his pubes... and became one finger, pushing them slit, caress the wet entrance to the vagina... And I was ready to cum only from these dad's caresses... He asked me to spread my legs even wider, I did... and his hot hand touched my sexual lips, already the whole gap, and so madly became sweet, delicious, nice, gentle and passionate when pussy touches a Mature man, and this man is my dad...Then daddy began to caress gently my this sensitive pea... more and more... crotch, touching your strong fingers of the anus and the edges of the sexual sponges at the bottom,...he put his finger in there a little bit...
I was so pleased that it seemed I was flying away. With every touch excitation wave rolled after wave, bigger, stronger... And now dad is already caressing my wet and fragrant pussy...
I could no longer tolerate and restrain feelings: I moaned, wriggled from his hand, trying to push harder pussy on his insanely strong hand... And the Pope smiled: - Well you, Missy? - Yes, Yes, Yes, daddy ! I answered... and dad moved his hand more...
Then we started kissing passionately again..I felt his hand took my head and his lips touched mine, hot tongue penetrated my mouth, I'm not thinking so passionately responded to his kiss. "You're wet... and a Golden-whispered to me Pope. - How do you want me to do, my krasotulka..."And I could not resist squeezing Papa, sweet shuddering convulsions of the arrival of His Majesty Orgasm..