I was dreaming of something nice; I can’t remember what it was exactly, but I felt nice. My daddy never talked about it, so neither did I. Xnxx sex He hadn’t been wearing a shirt, his hairy chest tickled my cheek a little. His hand went under my nightie and touched my left nipple, it was very sensitive and I yelped a little when he pinched it. He leaned forward again to start licking me. I laid still with my hand on my privates for a minute, remembering the things daddy made me feel. I was dreaming of something nice; I can’t remember what it was exactly, but I felt nice. It happened all over again for what seemed like hours. I thought about all the chores I needed to do the next day. The hockey game was no longer on and my daddies head was between my opened legs. “Daddy, oh…. I felt a little shy, but he was just daddy and he couldn’t see them from that angle anyways, so I didn’t care. I didn’t respond, I was only panting.
