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Father’s Day

“Good morning,” Stella said to her father quietly. She stood in the Master Bedroom beside the bed. Wearing nothing but a bathrobe, Stella had an amazing body. She loved to work out at the gym and run for miles around the neighborhood. Being finally eighteen, she began to grow horny during recent mornings. On a typical day, Stella would masturbate in bed, thinking about her father and watching videos of him on her phone.

“Good morning to you too,” Ron said to his daughter. He loved the cute blue robe he had bought her for Christmas – it looked fantastic. Feeling his morning wood pressing against the covers, Ron tried to shush Stella away so he could get off looking at pictures of her on his phone. Once, he had even captured a glimpse of her in the shower, and ever since then, he had been addicted to his daughter. “Why don’t you go get breakfast started?” Ron questioned hopefully.

“It’s Father’s Day. You’re going to have a very special day today.” Stella beamed. “If there is one thing you want for today, what would it be?” She noticed the lump on the bed covers but said nothing. Stella knew her dad had a boner. Being horny herself, she questioned him, “What if I were to give you a blowjob?”

Ron gasped. He didn’t know what to say. Hearing his daughter say such a thing had to mean he was still asleep, right? “Wha?”

“Let me suck on your penis for Father’s Day!”

“I mean,” Ron replied, seeing his daughter pull the covers down, exposing his fully erect cock. “You want to give me a blowjob?”

“Yes, a blowjob! I forgot what they were called.” Stella’s mouth eagerly teased the tip of her dad’s dick. She tasted his precum already dripping from the tip. Grasping his shaft with both hands, she began to tug gently. Her tongue slid around his cockhead and licked his frenulum. “Do you like this, Daddy?”

Ron started to reply but was cut short by the warmth of his daughter’s mouth on his cock. Seeing his shaft disappear into her head made him reel back. “Oh, God. I can’t believe this is happening.”

“Just relax, Daddy,” Stella moaned. “I won’t tell anybody if you don’t tell anybody!” Her tongue from the base of his ballsack to the tip of his cock. Twirling her tongue around his shaft, she took him into her mouth, deeper and deeper until he bumped against the back of her throat. Even though she gagged, Stella continued. Her hands worked their way up between her dad’s legs and massaged his inner thighs. Gently taking his ballsack into her hands, she began to rub them between her fingers. Looking up with her big blue eyes, she smiled with her dad’s dick halfway in her mouth.

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