An Encounter of Sugary Passion
LoveDaddy: Good morning sweetie. I dreamed you in red skirt first and later in black babydoll nightie. Did so much more this time, it will take a bit of typing, will tell you later today. Daddy loves sweet n hard feelings you give him 😉
LoveBaby: Morning. I'd love Daddy to relish my body, teach me things and touch my soul. Hope you'd fun last night. I'm all ears.
LoveDaddy: I had fun sweetie. Daddy would love to relish you, touch you all over and share all his love with you and Baby to play with Daddy as much as you want.
You really look like a goddess in the picture you shared yesterday night. Loved your full red lips, raven hair, deep misty eyes. I felt like hugging you so tight that you give in to me with a dancing desire. I saw you in red backless skirt with thin noodle strap and side cut. You are what all Daddy wants .....
Daddy was sipping coffee overlooking the white mountain thinking about sweetie. What is she doing, where is she ? Is she thinking about daddy a little, not as much as daddy thinks about her 😊 He got lost a bit in her picture, in anticipation of her closeness. Amidst that, she suddenly appeared in bright red skirt right from the white mountain walking straight into him. It was unbelievable at first and then felt all so real. She stood right beside daddy. He felt like being under the magic spell and before he knew, he held her . Noodle strapped skirt showing her flawless back only sent a shiver down his spine. He touched her back from the base of her waist and moved along her curves. Not sure if her skin felt supple or he played with butter but, he held her, listening to her sweet voice. Baby asked, "daddy can you come, I need you....". She led him to her room and he walked holding her little closer, guarding her from the ratchet world. With every movement daddy watched her waist moving up and down. He was barely keeping it to himself and she with a smirk on her face with wet lips that could pierce any man's heart.
Upon entering the room, baby sat close to daddy and told that, she had pulled muscle in her right thigh. Daddy got very concerned. He was placing a pearl locket, he bought earlier, on her neck after stroking her smooth back for a while. He asked her to come closer and then he lifted her skirt to check her thighs. Baby loves tight short-skirt velvetty and stretchy. It had to be lifted up, way up above her waist showing her black fishnet panties, exposing her glowing smooth wide thighs. He looked into her eyes, fluttering with shyness and naughty twitch and pressed his lips on her while working on her thighs feeling her ridges around the pantylines. Babay closed her eyes with sudden pressure and an unexpected sensation spreaded from her right thighs to the left, glistening her love canal hidden behind the soft black low-rise pantie. He was already hard, a hardness that was screaming to be out of his fabric. Thank god he loves stretchy fabric that accomodates all sort of expansion and contraction with softness that runs wild only in the imagination of both the parties involved. She opened her eyes in sweet shock only to find her daddy moving his lips straight from her lips to her thighs briefly touching her bra and the folded skirt hem. By now his fire started spreading its flame, he was vigourously kissing and biting her thighs. His head was pushing her sweet cave with all the pressure she needed. She bit her lips and held his head with her soft palm with strength that can be matched only with her burning desire. [to be continued .....]
