I love the way he touches me. The way his hands caress me every morning as I wake up. Sometimes it is my hair, often it is my breasts but every time it makes me purr with contentment. Snuggling closer his warm naked body he presses into mine. The memories of the previous night begin rolling through my mind awakening a tingle between my legs. Somehow after being gang banged for hours I do remember being able to walk in the door, shower and collapse into bed. I am sore but I am still becoming aroused just having him so near. Daddy is my aphrodisiac. Every other man I have been with has always ended up asking me "is sex all you think about?" Daddy just fucks me again instead of asking such a stupid question.
"I want breakfast baby girl. Be still," he whispers in my ear. Throwing back the covers he slides down between my legs breathing me in deeply. Pulling my poor abused pussy lips open wide his tongue begins circling my clit so gently. He knows that he did not have to tell me to be still. When his tongue is working its magic I am paralyzed, sometimes it feels like I stop breathing. Alternating between sucking gently and circling my clit his hands wander up to my breasts and grab a hold of them. He presses his chin firmly against my hungry cunt.
When daddy eats my pussy, he doesn't just eat. He consumes me. He growls and savors me. I have never felt so wanted or desired as when he is doing this. It's not just a physical pleasure. It extends to an emotional level. I never dreamed someone could want me so completely. His exploration of my pussy is like a journey he takes, pushing with his tongue, pulling with his lips, testing everywhere for my reactions.
Daddy's fingers skillfully twist at my nipples and squeeze my breasts as his tongue dips deep inside of me. He murmur's something about 'the sweetest honey' then proceeds to tongue fuck me deeply before sucking my clit back between his lips again. This is absolute perfection and sometimes I wish I could remain in this state forever.