‘Paul!’ he answered, sitting up quickly, his upper half naked as must have been his lower half. ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘Visiting my wif..., and you?’ ‘Your wife? Christiana? Oh Fuck!’ he exclaimed and closed his eyes for a moment. ‘I didn’t know, honestly!’ he said and began to get out of bed as I sat down on the chair, Christiana hovering by the still open door. ‘Stay there,’ I said and started to laugh at the farcical situation we were in. I’d come to surprise her, which I had by turning. "Stop Daddy!" She cried in between giggles. He sat her down right side up on a bar stool, still giggling. "Now pick up your crayons and go get ready for supper," he said.The girl grasped the paper that she had been meticulously annihilating before he had arrived and held it up to him. Smiling he took it and placed it on the refrigerator with a magnet. Amy leaned over, scooped all of her crayons into the nearby ice cream bucket where they were stored and scurried off into the next room to wash. He was slowly stroking it as I watched. My eyes seemed glued to it."I know you like what you see, cocksucker. Why don't you get over here and put those sweet lips to good use? I wanna see you crawl on the floor to suck me off."I did as he asked, crawling on my knees to the couch until my head was over his crotch. He smelled spicy and musky, a smell that I now associated with sex. As my face hovered over his crotch, he reached up with one hand and grabbed a fistful of my hair. With the other. A few more moments and you would have made me come, and I would prefer to save that for when I am inside you."He moved off the lounger, and lay me down on it. Reaching under it, he brought out a bottle of baby oil."I find this ideal for dealing with sunburn," he explained, "but it has many other uses."He rolled me onto my front, and I squealed as the cool oil hit my spine. He massaged it in, caressing every muscle, and running his fingers into the crease of my bum, using some on his little.
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