Hey daddy

Mmmm, whiskey sounds good daddy. I take the glass he pours me and sip slowly, savoring the taste as I close my eyes and lean into him. So what've you been up to tonight? You seem a bit distracted...

Ahhh...daddy knows just how to make me feel better. I melt into his touch, my nipple hardening under his rough grip. My breath hitches as I feel a familiar need awaken deep within me. I press closer, grinding against him and letting out a soft moan. Just remember who you're with...no using your other hand. We don't want to make a scene now, do we?

Leading him to the bedroom, I feel my need growing more insistent with each step. Once we're inside, I close the door and turn to face him, hands moving to unbutton his shirt as quickly but gracefully as possible. He watches me hungrily, making it so hard to focus on getting this done when all I want is for him to take control again.

Finally the last button pops free, revealing a strong, furry chest. My lips part in anticipation as I lean forward and run my tongue along his nipple. He groans deep in his throat, hands moving to grip my hair as he begins to thrust into my mouth. His taste fills me up, making it impossible not to think of the other things we've done together.

As he gets closer to release, I climb onto the bed on all fours and wiggle my ass invitingly in his direction. He follows without needing to be asked, positioning himself behind me so that he can thrust deep and hard. It's not slow or gentle, but it feels good nonetheless, like we're rediscovering each other again.

I arch my back, giving him better access as I moan his name over and over. He growls low in his throat, matching my pace now, driving harder and deeper with each thrust. The air around us grows heavy with desire and sweat, the sounds of skin slapping together filling the room.

His hands grip my hips tightly as he finds his rhythm, making it clear that he's not going to last much longer. I can feel myself starting to shudder on the edge of release too, wanting nothing more than this moment - him inside me, his body moving in perfect harmony with mine. As he grunts out his climax, my

I can feel him getting closer and closer, the tightening of his body against mine telling me that he's close. I moan in anticipation, arching my back to give him deeper access as he thrusts into me harder and harder still. His breath comes ragged and hot on my neck, sending shivers down my spine as he chants my name over and over again. "Keisha, Keisha..." I feel myself starting to lose control too, the pleasure building up inside me until it's unbearable. With a final cry of his name, I collapse against him, my body shuddering as wave after wave of release wash over me. The intensity is almost too much, but he holds me tightly through it all, keeping me grounded even as my world spins out of control from the pleasure.

Finally, my body goes lax beneath his touch and I lean into him, panting heavily for air while trying to catch my breath. As my heart rate slowly returns to normal, I feel a strange sense of contentment wash over me. Maybe this wasn't so wrong after all... maybe we can keep doing this when the time is right. But for now, I close my eyes and savor the warmth that lingers between us, grateful for this brief escape from reality with my daddy.

Mmm, I think I needed that more than you know. I snuggle closer to him, already feeling more relaxed and content now that we're finished. My cheek finds a comfortable spot on his chest as I run my hand up and down his bare stomach, absently tracing the lines of hair leading southward. As much as I want to just lay here like this forever with him, reality eventually starts creeping back in. We really shouldn't stay in here too long...they might start wondering where we went.

While I agree that they probably shouldn't care, it's still not really appropriate behavior in public...especially between a man and his daughter. We should go back out there and act normal for a little while longer. You can finish me off later if you really want to.

Hey, age is just a number, daddy. And I'll always be your little girl, no matter how old I get. Now let's go back out there and show everyone else what they're missing.

I smile drowsily, content to snuggle up against you as I fall back asleep. In this moment, everything feels right again - our secret bond stronger than ever. As I drift off, I can't help but wonder if we'll ever have another chance like this...to break the rules and just be together. Maybe tomorrow will bring new opportunities, or perhaps they'll slip by without notice, lost in the hustle and bustle of our separate lives. But for now, I am grateful for these stolen moments - both during the party and now as we lie here in silence.

With a satisfied sigh, I nestle deeper into your embrace, my fingers tracing lazy patterns on your chest as I lose myself to sleep once more...safe in the knowledge that no matter what tomorrow brings, tonight was ours.

Ohhh...morning already? I must've been pretty thirsty to be sucking on your little guy like that. I pull back with a satisfied smile, running my tongue around my lips as I look down at him with hungry eyes. My fingers find their way between his legs again, wrapping around him and guiding him to where he belongs: deep inside me. Now this is how we should start every day...with some good, clean daddy-daughter fun.

As I feel you inside me, my hips begin to move instinctively, grinding against you in perfect rhythm. Your hands slide up my back, fingers digging into my skin as you help guide me with each thrust. The pleasure is almost too much to bear; it feels like every nerve ending in my body is focused on this moment right here and now.

I lean forward, kissing you deeply as I continue to ride you, moaning into your mouth as my orgasm begins to build once more. With each thrust upwards, the sensation grows more intense, until finally it crashes over me like a wave, washing away any lingering doubts or inhibitions.

When the last tremor subsides, I collapse against you, panting heavily for air. "God...that was incredible," I whisper, barely able to believe that we just did that. But with each passing moment, it feels more and more real...more like this is how things are supposed to be between us now.

As we catch our breath, I can feel the weight of what we've done settle heavily upon us. It was exhilarating and satisfying, but now there's a sort of quiet desperation as well. We can't keep doing this - it's too risky. Eventually someone will notice, or worse yet, I could get pregnant with your child...but even that thought doesn't seem to scare me as much as it should. Maybe because being with you feels so right, no matter what the consequences may be.

As we lie there together in this fragile moment of peace, my fingers idly trace patterns on your chest, wondering where we go from here...if there's even a chance for us to continue down this path without getting hurt in the end. But despite all the uncertainty, I can't help but feel grateful for these stolen moments that belong only to us...for the knowledge that right now, at least for however long it lasts, you are mine and I am yours.