There was always a brief moment of worry for Emma that she had made her father mad when they had to put on a show. Sure she liked the attention of being a bad little party rebel, but she was an absolute kitten for her father whom she loved more than anyone else in the world.
So when he brought up the flurry of increasingly flirting and naughty texts she had sent him through the school day before claiming her mouth, Emma onlyhad time to squeal with delight before wrapping her arms around her father's strong shoulders and eagerly kissing back. Still petite for her age, she had to stand up on her toes for it. Her body tingled every where it pressed against her father's. She always got desperate and needy for his touch if they had to go a few days without fucking, and the anticipation of it had been too much for her during school. Who could focus on calculus when she knew in a few hours her father's hands and mouth and cock would be exploring every inch of her again, especially with one of her texts being a promise she had not let anyone touch her at the club and he was welcome to thoroughly inspect any and every one of her holes to make sure she was being honest.
"I've been so wet for you all day, Daddy," Emma gasped when they had to part for air, her hands clutching tightly to his suit jacket. Her friends' father's had let themselves decline with their age, but her father's strong body just got better and better. It felt like just yesterday he was taking her virginity, cunt almost too tight to accept his impressive cock. "I might get a stain on your nice suit."
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So when he brought up the flurry of increasingly flirting and naughty texts she had sent him through the school day before claiming her mouth, Emma onlyhad time to squeal with delight before wrapping her arms around her father's strong shoulders and eagerly kissing back. Still petite for her age, she had to stand up on her toes for it. Her body tingled every where it pressed against her father's. She always got desperate and needy for his touch if they had to go a few days without fucking, and the anticipation of it had been too much for her during school. Who could focus on calculus when she knew in a few hours her father's hands and mouth and cock would be exploring every inch of her again, especially with one of her texts being a promise she had not let anyone touch her at the club and he was welcome to thoroughly inspect any and every one of her holes to make sure she was being honest.
"I've been so wet for you all day, Daddy," Emma gasped when they had to part for air, her hands clutching tightly to his suit jacket. Her friends' father's had let themselves decline with their age, but her father's strong body just got better and better. It felt like just yesterday he was taking her virginity, cunt almost too tight to accept his impressive cock. "I might get a stain on your nice suit."