20 Daddy-Daughter Shower Time (1/2)
My cock is fully erected now, dragging me towards the glass shower door like a fucking homing missile, desperately seeking out my lovely daughter.
It totally did throughout the house, from the kitchen to the living room to the bathroom.
I soon bump against the shower door with a thud, forcing it to open and starling my daughter. Like all doors within the house, it isn't locked.
Her blue eyes snap towards me as she squeals and covers herself with both of her arms. The hot steam constantly rising from below helps in that regard.
It makes me hotter and sweatier.
I am already hot and sweaty and horny and ghostly.
Heh.
From her ascending thought bubbles, Mary has no problem with me massaging her bare breasts while swallowing my milk, but not watching them like this in the shower.
Is she having double standards?
No. I don't think I understand what that means fully.
Ah. Whatever. It is not important.
”Daddy? What's wrong?”
Mary cries out once she realizes who has just barged into the shower while she is taking a shower. She was also humming to herself a minute ago and enjoying the warm liquids streaming down her perfect body.
It is a familiar feeling to her, and it is actually not that much different from receiving straight from me.
My baby batter is hotter and steamier, making her prettier with a nice and glossy look. Hah!
”Yes. It's me, sweetie. I'm sorry, but I really need your help.”
I utter while my eyes wander all over her body. One of my hands is on my tenting boxer, attempting to stroke my hard erection again. Stop that! I will never masturbate again!
My morning wood is clearly visible to anyone with bright blue eyes.
Mary gasps. My cock is all swollen and filled to the brim with venom like she has believed.
Her mind comes to the best kind of conclusion thanks to my great parenting in the last couple of days.
And that is to help me, her poor father with his erection in the only way she knows how – giving me a nice and hot blowjob, enticing me to just ram my hard cock down her throat and dump all my steamy cum there.
Fuck! I just love getting sucked off. If you think I have a fetish for such thing. I certainly do. I have a lot of fetishes.
Besides, repeatedly face-fucking my daughter and unloading myself into her hot mouth and throat will give me some bonus points. Those are not one-time achievements.
The score resets with each new possession, regardless whether it is the same person again.
”Oh, daddy! It's back again? Please wait. Let me clean up quickly, so I can help you.”
Mary tells me, but I shake my head and inch closer towards her. It is so that the glass shower door can be closed behind me, giving us our own private little space.
The water continues to descend from above, drenching me.
Someone pretty is going to be drenched soon, and it will certainly not by normal water. She wants to have a facial, and what my daughter wants, she shall have.
”There is no time, sweetie. I need your help, right now.”
I response as my daughter stumbles back against the wall tiles to give me space.
Both of her hands are still covering her breasts and cunt.
'His eyes are wandering all over the place, not looking directly at me. Oh no. He is delirious. It must be the venom. I have to help him. I have to get it all out of him. But. But I am currently naked. I have no clothes on.'
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I smile faintly at my daughter and try my best to match her gaze.