Lonely Dad Part 1
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“Goodbye, Samuel,” Ava hugged me tightly. I could smell her skin and the fruitiness of her luscious brown hair. I ached for her as I held her tightly.”Goodbye, Ava,” I sighed as she released me. “Daniel,” I called to her husband. “Don’t forget the game tomorrow, Sam,” he reminded me as he escorted Sarah outside. “I won’t,” I smiled as I took her luggage from him.”Bye, mom,” she hugged Ava. “This weekend was the best.””I’m glad you had fun, baby,” Ava kissed her hair. Sarah was the splitting image of Ava; tall, slender, thick black hair. She was a constant reminder of my lost love with Ava.”Later, Dan,” Sarah hugged him. “Thank you for cooking this weekend,” she teased Ava.”It’s my pleasure, kiddo,” he grinned. “Bye!” she waved once more as we headed to the car. I took one last look at Ava before I drove off. I missed her. Sarah was our seventeen-year-old daughter.Ava and I were lovers in college and we got pregnant with Sarah soon after graduation. I wasn’t ready to be a father yet, and I made Ava’s life harder than it needed to be. She was always understanding. Maybe it was because she was a psychiatrist. She took Sarah and raised her for a few years while I pulled myself together. By the time I did, she was engaged to Daniel and any hope I had of rekindling with her was lost.Daniel was a good father to Sarah in my absence. Girne Escort We became one big happy family. Ava and Daniel have three kids of their own now and I was a single parent. I couldn’t move on. I didn’t want to. I wanted Ava back for so long, I couldn’t love anyone else.I pulled into the driveway and helped Sarah with her luggage. I left her to get settled and headed to my room. I quickly showered and sat on the bed in my towel. Every time I saw Ava, it fucked me up even more. I ran my hands through my wet hair, exasperated.”Hey, dad?” Sarah knocked.”Yeah kiddo,” I opened the door. “I just wanted to say goodnight,” she smiled. “And that I love you,” She looked so much like her mother. I could see her nipples through the white t-shirt she was wearing.”Good night Sar,” I smiled. “I love you too.””I would hug you but you’re wet,” she shrugged. “Night,” she skipped off to her room.I sighed. I was looking at her nipples. What kind of father does that? I shook it off and got dressed. I decided to head to the kitchen for a snack and a beer. I needed a beer. As I passed Sarah’s room, I heard a low humming vibration. I stopped, curious now. Her door was ajar. I peered inside. My cock instantly stiffened. She hastily fucked herself with a 6-inch dildo. Her jaw was slack as the dildo vibrated Magosa Escort inside her tight pussy. I eyed her intently, waiting for her to orgasm. My cock throbbed, aching to be inside her. I hadn’t been with a woman in so long.”Oh!” she cried out. This was my chance.”Sarah! Are you ok?” I barged in, concerned. She jumped, immediately covering herself with her blanket.”I’m ok dad,” she flushed red. Her eyes wandered to my pulsing crotch. “How long have you been watching?” she asked intently.I sighed. She was a smart girl.”Not very,” I sat next to her. “I’m sorry,” I said, exasperated as I ran my hands through my wet hair.”It’s ok,” she pulled the blanket off. “I know I remind you of mom,” she spread her legs. Her pink, plump pussy pulsed. I swallowed hard as I stared at her womanhood. She gently folded her clit, tempting me into the darkness.”I’m your father,” my voice trembled as I looked at her. She smirked as she reached for my hand. “And I’m your baby girl,” she ran my hand up her leg toward her juicy pussy. Her skin was soft. I wanted her badly, but Ava would kill me.”Your mother will kill me Sarah,” my throat was dry now. She folded herself with my hand now. I could feel her wet swollen clit throbbing.”She’ll never know daddy,” she purred. “I promise.”I slid a finger into her Kıbrıs Escort pussy, She was wet and ready to be fucked like a slut. her pussy clenched around my finger. Her body reacted to my every touch. Her eyes begged me to take her, to claim her as mine. She wasn’t my innocent little girl anymore. She wanted me to taste her juices and fuck her pussy until she was sore.”Fuck,” I hissed and buried my face in her moist pussy. My tongue vigorously assaulted her clit as she kneaded my hair. “Oh yes, daddy” she moaned. She tasted so good. She moaned as I tasted every inch of her juicy cunt. “Just like that Daddy,” she begged. I kissed her pussy delicately now, teasing her. “Oh Fuck!” she whimpered. Her hips bucked as she orgasmed violently. She tugged at my hair as she cried out. I stuck my tongue deep in her cunt as her juices flowed down. I licked every drop. She looked at me deviously as I sat up.”Take my virginity daddy,” she begged. I bit my lip. The thought of her hot, tight pussy gripping me, was enough to drive me mad. “Ok,” I instantly pulled my boxers off. My cock sprung free, aching to be inside her. She eyed it intently. Her six-inch dildo was no match for my nine-inch cock.”Can I suck it?” she asked coyly as she sat up and held me in her warm, soft hands. She slowly let me fill her mouth. I hissed as she sucked gently. She gagged as I hit the back of her throat. I was frenzied. She slowly eased me in and out of her mouth, gagging every time. I needed to fuck her. Her virgin pussy was mine and I wanted to cum inside her to claim it. I grabbed her hair and lifted her chin. Her shy eyes met mine.
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