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“Sounds amazing. I can’t remember the last time we ate something that didn’t come off the grill or from the local diner,” Jade chimes in as she bends down to take off my work boots. I lean forward, groaning in pain as I use my forearms to cover the problem in my pants. I don’t want to traumatize my daughter.
“You never complained about my cooking before now, Squirt.” I bend down further to untie my boots, wincing slightly at the movement.
Jade slaps my hand lightly before squinting her eyes at me. “I asked you not to call me that! Besides, I don’t hate your cooking, but sometimes I’d like a home-cooked meal that doesn’t come from Grandma’s house.”
I open my mouth to respond, but she tugs on my leg, sending a jolt of pain up my back. “I’m not complaining, Daddy. You’re the best dad a girl could ever ask for, but we all have limitations. Yours is cooking.” All the girls cackle as I lean back carefully, replacing my arm with a throw pillow.
I have to bite back a groan as it comes in contact with my aching cock. “Fine. I guess I need to find a cooking class.”
Audrey lays a hand on my shoulder as she stands. “I can help. It has been a lot of trial and error, but I can show you a few simple things to make.”
“Yeah, Mom wasn’t always the best cook. I’m thankful for the cooking network, or we’d probably eat a lot of takeout, too,” Love says as she wraps her arm around Jade’s shoulder.
Having finally pulled both my boots off, Jade and Love scurry up the stairs to her room as I slowly put my legs up on the couch. Audrey leans down slightly, giving me the perfect view of her breasts through the dip in her shirt as she continues fussing over me. She fluffs pillows and makes sure the TV remote is close enough.Anything she can think of to make me more comfortable.
“I’m okay, Audrey.” I grip her wrist lightly, giving it a squeeze. “Why don’t you sit down and relax for a few minutes? You’ve had a long day, too.”
“You’re kidding, right?” She continues fussing over me as my eyes drift down to the soft mounds peeking through the top of her bra. “I knock you off a ladder and you’re worried about how I’m doing?”
“I can’t seem to do anything but worry about you,” I mumble as images of her pert nipples filter through my mind. Her smell envelops my senses, and I inhale deeply, lavender and vanilla swirling through my mind. I want to lean forward, bury my nose in her hair, and inhale her scent.
“Are you comfortable?” Audrey places her tiny hand on my forehead. “You look a little flushed.”
“As comfortable as I will get.” Audrey smiles before cupping my face in her hands, my cock hardening further at her touch. “Thanks for the help.”
Audrey heads toward the kitchen. “It’s not a problem. I’ll get started on dinner. Holler if you need anything.”
“Will do.” I groan as I move my legs off the couch, my cock pushing against the zipper of my jeans, begging for release.
“You better not be moving around in there,” Audrey yells from the kitchen.
“I’m not about to sit here and piss myself, Audrey.I’m heading to the bathroom. No need to worry. Just focus on whatever you’re doing in there. I’ll be fine.”
The journey to the bathroom has never been more difficult. I am not entirely sure what’s worse, the shooting pain running down my legs as I make my way to the door or trying to move with my cock as hard as a rock.
After what feels like an eternity, I fling the bathroom door open and brace my arms on the sink. I try to think of anything other than bending Audrey over my kitchen table and fucking her senseless. “This is not helping.” I groan as my hand grips my cock, begging for some relief.
Suddenly, I remember I left the bathroom door open and turn to my right, pulling the door shut. The last thing I need is someone walking by and catching me with my dick in my hands while I’m trying to go to the bathroom. There will be no living with Jade if that happens.
I make my way over to the toilet, unzip my jeans, and my cock springs free. I grip it tightly in my hand, pumping my fist up and down a few times to relieve the pressure, to no avail.
“Go to the bathroom and put your dick back in your pants. You’re a grown-ass man. There’s no way you’re rubbing one out in your guest bathroom like a teenage boy.”
If I say it out loud, I can make it so, right? Isn’t that the saying? But no amount of willpower can stop the image of Audrey’s perfect breasts waiting for me to pull them between my lips. Thankfully, I make quick work of going to the bathroom before stuffing mycock back into my pants and heading back to the sink to wash my hands. I close my eyes, focusing on the task at hand as my mind wanders.
Images of her beautiful eyes, full of need, as she spreads her legs from me. She lifts her leg over the arm of the couch, giving me the perfect view of her pussy and the insides of her thighs coated with her juices.
I groan loudly, squeezing my cock tightly in my hand. My hand pumps up and down my shaft slowly, gathering the pre-cum leaking from my tip and using it to lubricate my movements.
“Connor,” she moans as her slender fingers slip between her folds.
I groan again, louder this time, pulling my hand faster up and down my shaft. My eyes focus on her fingers disappearing between her folds. My mouth waters at the thought of tasting her skin, and I step forward, pulling her taut nipple into my mouth.
“Fuck me. Please,” she begs, as I wrap her legs around my waist, slowly pushing my cock inside her, not caring if we’re caught by our girls.
Lifting her shirt over her head, I give the opposite nipple the same attention as I thrust my hips into her warm center. My cock hardens even further as the tip hits her sensitive bud before sinking into her.
“That’s right, baby. I can’t wait to feel your juices dripping down my cock,” I thrust my hips forward and sinking deeper inside her. Pain shoots through my back and legs as Ipump my hips faster, climbing higher toward oblivion. Her eyes fill with passion as she begs me to let her come.
