“I could get used to this.” I sigh with pleasure.
15
WHIT
“Baby?” My eyes open when I feel fingers gently card through my hair. “There’s my boy.”
Where did I go?
My eyes close again.
“Nope. You’ve been under there for an hour, and I know you must be getting uncomfortable.”
Am I?
I shift slightly, and my back pulls tight.
“Still good,” I protest and continue suckling.
“As much as I enjoy your hot mouth, you need to move and get some water.”
“Juice?”
“Fine, juice.” He wipes my mouth. “Thank you for helping me get my work done.”
I tilt my head. How did I help him?
He chuckles. “I couldn’t focus on the incredible feeling of your mouth, so I had to concentrate on work.”
“Good job?” I asked and wondered why I was talking in such short phrases. Talking seemed like too much work right now. I was so floaty.
“Very good job, baby.” I smiled, and Daddy moved back. “Come on out.” I crawl out and then flop down on the floor and stretch. “That was a big stretch. I bet you really needed that,” he says as he heads to the kitchen.
He’s right, I did need that.
When he comes back, he has a cup with a straw, and he sits on the couch. “Will you snuggle with me?”
I love snuggles, so I climb into his lap, and he grunts while I try to make myself fit into his arms.
Once I finally settle with my back to his front and my legs out in front of me, he hands me the cup.
I take a big drink, and he gently scratches my beard.
“I love how sexy this beard is.” His hand moves to my chest. “And this chest hair. It’s so manly.”
My fingers reach back, and I rub his face. “Smooth.”
“Do you like it?”
“So pretty.” I especially love his waxed pubic area. I’ve never been with a guy who was so clean shaven, and it was nice not to be picking pubes out of my teeth.
“You don’t mind that I’m so smooth?” I shake my head and drink more juice. “Some guys don’t like the hairless look or the panties.”
“I love it.”
“Thank you, babe.” He kisses the top of my head, and I yawn. “Are you tired? Do you want to take a nap?”
A nap sounds great, so I snuggle in deeper and grab my blanket off the couch.
