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As always, hearing her calling me ‘Daddy’ while I touch her forbidden body sends heat zapping down my spine.
I reach under Cara’s skirt and fill each palm with a plump ass cheek. Her eyes turn hooded when I push her tempting form close to mine, her pussy hot against my growing erection and her breasts smashed against my chest with only thin layers of fabric between us. She yelps as I lift her by her ass and set her on the island.
‘We need to be quick and you need to be quiet, understand? We can’t let your mother hear us.’
‘Yes, yes.’ Her eyes turn dark at the mention of her mother and she nods repeatedly. I don’t know what turns her on more – playing Daddy’s little girl or going behind her mother’s back. I don’t care as long as it gives me access to her plump boobs that spill out in front of my face as I pull her top and bra straps down her arms. Her chest is rising and falling rapidly.
‘We don’t want your mummy to find us, do we?’ I smirk, and her breath hitches again, just like I knew it would. ‘Squeeze your tits together for Daddy. Make your nipples kiss each other.’
Her fingers sink into the soft flesh of her breasts as she brings the pink tips together. I growl and suck them both into my mouth, feeling them harden against my tongue. She whimpers when I lightly bite them, but she doesn’t move away. No, she still offers her breasts to me as cherished treats. I lavish them with my wet tongue, growl at how the skin breaks out in goosebumps when I blow cold air on them. Opening my mouth wide, I suck them both into my mouth, suckling hard and grinding my teeth against the sensitive tips.
‘Oh, Daddy! Oh-oh, yes,’ Cara whispers, her eyes rolling back in her head. It may be wishful thinking, but I think her breasts have become more sensitive lately. The thought makes me growl and my hand comes up to rest against her stomach, as I wonder, if I had the time, if I could make her come just by focusing on her breasts. But time is not something we have in this moment, so I leave her heaving chest for now and make Cara shift left to right, so I can pull her panties down her hips. They drop down on the floor, bright yellow fabric against dark grey flag stones.
Cara’s short skirt rides up her hips as I push her legs wide. My chest rumbles at the sight of her pink folds, already glistening in wetness. I lean down for a taste of her leaking flower and growl as her sweetness meets my taste buds. I want more. I try to cover her whole pussy with my mouth, suck her, eat her, as my fingers sink into the flesh of her thighs, keeping her spread wide open for me. Cara shudders as I rub the flat of my tongue against her opening, teasing more nectar out of her hole.
Pin pricks of pain cover my scalp as she buries both her hands in my hair, pulling. I moan against her wet lips, loving how I make her legs tremble, how I make her forget everything. I brush her clit with my tongue at the same time as I gently suck it into my mouth, not too hard, as that will make her scream.
‘Shit!’ I hiss against Cara’s wet lips.
The click-clack of stiletto heels is interrupting my juicy pre-lunch snack.
I roughly push Cara from the kitchen island. Her exposed tits and abused nipples bounce nicely, but I can’t focus on that right now. I force her down on her knees, hidden from view under the island, just as Valerie walks into the kitchen.Fuck me, if she goes past the island, she’ll see her daughter!
I’m taking too many risks, and as much as it adds to the excitement, right now it doesn’t seem worth it. A delicate hand reaches between my feet and quickly snatches up the panties that shine like a yellow beacon.
‘Heading out again, Valerie?’ I ask, noticing her painted face and a dress that’s so tight, it could have been painted on too.
‘As if you care if I’m home or not,’ she scoffs and hikes her glittery handbag higher up on her shoulder. ‘What are you eating?’
There’s a choked laugh from under the island, and I cough and quickly grab the cold leftover chicken leg from the tray on the counter.
‘Just some chick-,’ I say, eying the fat hanging from it, and lick my lips that I’m sure are glistening with Cara’s wetness.
‘God, you’re disgusting, Kyle.’
I almost drop the chicken leg when there’s a pull at my sweatpants.
‘It’s a r-really g-good chick.’
Warm wetness encloses around my cock. I grip the edge of the worktop with my free hand.
Valerie mumbles something under her breath and rolls her eyes – and I almost do too.
‘What was that?’ I ask, high pitched, as the pressure around my cock intensifies. Heat spreads in my groin. Cara may not be as experienced as her mother, but I have no complaints as her tongue presses against the underside of my length.
Valerie huffs, but decides to let whatever it was go. I think she knows I’m in too much of a good mood to win any argument against me these days.
‘Have you seen Cara?’ she says instead.
‘I’m not her babysitter, go look for her yourself.’
‘Kids,’ she spits. ‘The worst curse there is. I wish I’d had an abortion.’
I clench my jaw and the suction around my cock eases.
‘Jesus, Valerie, don’t be so crude.’
‘Did you know she broke up with that Scott guy?’ she interrupts and I almost growl at the mention of his name. I flex my hips, pushing my length further into Cara’s mouth. ‘He was no catch,’ Valerie continues without any input from me. ‘But at least he knew to put a rubber on. God knows who she’s out spreading her legs for now. I should force her on the pill, but it can make her gain weight, and god knows she’s fat enough already.’
