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“I was worked up about my allergies,” said Isaac, then he let out a long sigh. “But there’s something else.” He paused. “My mom and dad both died of poisoning. Naturally-occuring anthrax in the soil, the coroner said, but it was spread to them via the cattle. I was young when they died, and I never forgave the animals for killing them. The day after they died, I started sneezing whenever a cow came near me. Then it was a dog. Then a cat. Then any animal with fur.”
Peach put her hand over her mouth. Her eyes filled with tears. “The animals remind you of losing your parents.”
“Yes,” said Isaac. “Every cough, every sneeze, every itchy eyeball, was a reminder of what I lost. And, I’m ashamed to admit it, I guess I kinda hated animals for it.”
“I think I understand,” said Peach. “I feel so sad for you. But… is that why you left the ranch? Because you didn’t want to be around the cattle?”
“Nope,” said Isaac, his jaw hardening. “That was my aunt’s doing. She turned up at the ranch the day before the funeral waving a piece of paper in my fourteen-year-old face. Told me that she had a will, and that it said that the ranch was to be left to her.”
“Do you think the will was real?”
“I do,” Isaac replied, “but I think there must have been a more recent copy. My father always used to tell me that the ranch would be mine one day. He was training me up to take it over. I think my aunt destroyed that will, but I never had proof.”
There were tears running down Peach’s cheeks now. “Oh, Isaac. You’ve been through so much. I was going to buy the ranch for you, you know? I was going to give it to you. I’m so sorry that we’ve lost it now.”
“No,” said Isaac. “Don’t be sorry. If there’s a chance that I haven’t lost you, then I’m still the luckiest man alive.”
Peach laughed as she sobbed, and Isaac wiped the tears from his cheek with his thumb.
Then, he kissed her.
It was the most tender, most honest, most beautiful kiss of her life.
Not the kiss of a Daddy. Not right now. It was the kiss of a husband.
But as the kiss grew more passionate, and Peach’s pussy started to throb and grow wet, she felt the kiss change.Nowit was the kiss of a Daddy. A Daddy who wanted to heal things between them as only a Daddy knew how.
“This is me, babygirl,” panted Isaac between kisses. “The real me. The me who wants to hold you, to have you.” He bit down on her earlobe, making her gasp. “When we saw that creature out there today, I realized that what you said was true.”
“Wh-what?” asked Peach, dizzy with lust. “What did I say?”
“You said that we’re all animals. And you’re right. We’re just creatures, bristling with instincts and needs, hunger and passion.” He unhooked one strap of her overalls and slid his finger inside her t-shirt, squeezing her breast. “I’m abeast, Peach Trimble. I can’t pretend I’m not any longer. I’m a filthy, fucking beast. And I want to do filthy, fucking things to you, you little animal.”
Peach gasped as Isaac lifted her off him and threw her face-down on the bed. “In this grubby motel?” she asked, looking back at him, still panting. “It doesn’t really seem like your style, Daddy.”
“You’remy style, Peach,” he said. “Putting my cock in you, wherever and whenever, is just how I like it.”
He pulled down her overalls, then took down his own pants. She couldn’t believe how hard he was already. And how wet she was.
“Um… that’s… the kind of style I can get behind…” She was saying goofy things because she suddenly felt nervous. The things that were happening between them felt so much more real now. No fakery. No pretense. Just his naked body and her naked body, together in this hotel.
“Speaking of behind,” said Isaac, climbing onto the bed behind her and lifting her by the hips. “Get that butt in the air for me, Mrs. Righton.”
Peach got onto all fours, lifting her ass high up in the air.
“Good,” said Isaac. “Very good.”
She looked down between her legs and saw him kneeling behind her, stroking his cock. How was he about to take her? In her ass? In her pussy? Both?
“You have no idea,” said Isaac, his voice shaky, “how often I fantasize about this thick ass.” He took hold of her round cheeks and began massaging them.
She’d always felt self-conscious of her wobbly bum. Her pear-shaped figure. The way her flesh sat around her middle. But the way Isaac touched her made her feel like the most beautiful woman alive.
“This soft belly,” said Isaac, sliding his fingers up to her tummy now, rubbing and stroking her like she was his little pet. “Mmmm. I just wanna get my face in there.”
She felt his breath on her ass now, and then, out of nowhere, she felt a tongue on her butthole.
Holy heck!
